#akamare

chlesy 4 the LAST TIme

the L AS TT  IMe

i did nOT

YOU FRICKFRACKED THE CAT CAT

yo mama

(BLAME TEACHER TBH….)

He had to be very silent, to the point where his presence was nearly imperceptible. If he wanted to sneak his way into the kitchen, he had to stealthily borrow Teacher's keys that he was sure was placed in his room after he was done with his nightly rounds. He planned out this pursuit for a few weeks now, everything can go on without a hitch. As he carefully treaded along the wooden halls in high alert for Teacher, in case he was still not asleep, he was sure that things will be okay. At least, just as long as he kept quiet.

Though, his plans were put into a sudden halt once he felt something tug his shirt. Because of his heightened alertness, when he jumped in surprise, it was more exaggerated than normal.

Though, he let out a small sigh of relief once e turned around and saw the familiar red-cladded girl.

Oh! It was Chelsy. Gently touching her forehead, the boy gave a soft smile. "Chelsy, it is late. You should sleep. Did you have a nightmare? Are you scared of something?" Rick often would try and help Chelsy if she became scared. It was what he did for Letty, as well. Stroking back the auburn-chocolate bangs of the red-hooded child, he knelt down slightly to look her in the eye.