#burzxm

❛     OK,     SO .  .  .       LISTEN          - !     ❜      guilt   is   written   clear   across   her   face ,         lips   compressed   in   a   thin   line   as   words   struggle   to   form .          ❛    don’t   be   mad   but ,        i   kiiiinda.  .  .       broke   the   dvd   player   aaaaaaand   your   copy   of   casablanca .     ❜         she   flinches ,      instinctively ,        ready   for   what   she   can   only   imagine   is   going   to   be   an   EXPLOSIVE   outcry   from   her   friend .          she   hadn ’ t   meant   to   destroy   either ,      but   one   thing   had   led   to   the   next   &   somehow   she ’ d   ended   up   picking   shards   of   dvd   out   of   her   arm  for   ten   minutes .    

Valin had stolen from him before. The jacket that still covered her back and warmed the woman’s arms was proof of that. Not that she had intentionally picked his locker to raid when she crept into the hospital. Slipping past the doctors and nurses almost completely unnoticed in the midst of the chaos that could be considered normal for this place.

She hated it here. The sterile smell of the rooms made her want to gag, and the crowds of people and crying family members in the hallways made her uncomfortable. But she was hungry- or near starved by the look of her- and all of her best efforts to steal a bite from the usual places this week had failed.

                     blood,  grit,  &&  dirt coat them both.   DAYS spent in the basement of an abandoned warehouse had both of them bruised  &&  exhausted.    mitchell’s fragile state of mind had kept them both on their toes  ;  brief respites of clarity amidst stretches of violence  &&  the two of them tearing at each other like animals.   somehow    -  SOMEHOW she managed to keep them both alive  &&  breathing.   though lord knows he almost killed her once or twice.  

                      she sat beside him,  blood caked  &&  oozing sluggishly down the side of her face.   wounds inflicted by other supernatural beings always seemed to take longer to heal.   it made keeping him locked in the basement with her a REAL BITCH… .   ❛   WE’RE gonna be okay.   ❜   her words emphasized the fact that they would BOTH heal.   in time.   ❛   you an’ me both,  mitch.   ❜   even after so much violence between them,  she didn’t hesitate to take his hand.  fingers gently twining around his.   ❛   we’ll get through this…