#;dylan

She hadn’t expected to find him half-clothed but it shouldn’t have been surpised– Bloo had just barged in. Granted, she’d knocked more than a dozen times. And it was cold outside, belowing freezing, for sure, and the heater in the small hallway could only do so much to keep away the chill. Wearing a light jacket today had not been the smartest decision. The only thing she was thinking about was getting into warmth and to someone that cared, even if it was in the smallest way.

In the Meme Vault

"See, this is why I tell you to lay off the caffeine, Dyl." Molly wagged a finger as she wandered around the kitchen counter to pop open the fridge door--well, 'pop' was being generous; the fucking thing was on its last legs and seemed to be fighting it with every minute, and her along with it.

Worried. He was worried about her--as if he had anything to actually be worried about. She was doing just fine, thank you, and who was he, anyway? Her mother?

In the Meme Vault

"I mean, in all fairness, I did say to not open the door if you were gonna flip out." Molly replied a touch too casually--at least for someone bleeding as much as she was. Though she couldn't blame Dylan if he wasn't entirely certain how much was actually hers...she didn't know. Such was the life of a vigilante, wasn't it? And...the life of the vigilante's brother, she supposed.

The now defunct "armor" (it obviously left something to be desired, considering the circumstances) was cast aside in a grim heap as she slouched in one of the dining chairs. "Just grab the first aid kit, okay? We bought one, right? Could've sworn we did."

“I stopped being mad at you a long time ago. I just…missed you.” Confessed like it was some sort of secret. It wasn’t. They both could feel the regret, the apologies long before they were actually giving them. Instead, it was exchanged in the wordless way lips ebbed and flowed right back to one another. He certainly sympathized with the ocean, Dylan was the shore he’d been missing all his life.

[txt]: me estás poniendo un dilema[txt]: !!!!!!![txt]: sobretodo porque ya deberías saber que a mí me gusta DC

shit man, i’m gonna get my ass beat no matter what i pick.... fuck

FUCK: hanaMARRY: natalieKILL: sorry dylan, love you!