@boywhclived ♥’d for a starter!
icy blue eyes flickered across the features of the other. he didn’t even BOTHER to try and hide his staring, his fingers tapping lightly on the table. the facial CONSTRUCT doesn’t process in his mind, but his body had become flighty, ready to RUN. his fingers itched for his wand that was buried deep in his messenger bag. but tom willed himself to STAY still. a moment passed, and he sighed shakily. he was just going crazy, wasn’t he?? he needed to get out of there. a moment passed, and he stood up from his table, grabbing his bag, then his coffee. he walked PAST the other, all too QUICKLY, and failed to notice the chair leg that was sticking out into the aisle, and TRIPPED over it, falling down onto the tiled floor, tea spilling everywhere.
“ bloody hell. ”
