“      dude.  is that your girlfriend?  i think she just threatened me.      ”

         The look of shock that spread across Steve’s face after he opened the door was a ripe and sincere one. He moved closer toward Clay upon registering the sorry sight of him. The pair of blue eyes regarding him were emanating a cool sense of logic he couldn’t really fathom, namely because he was DISTRACTED by all the blood. Jesus Christ, he looked bad! Real fucking bad and... ❛ Hey, what --- wait a sec, what do you mean by that? Handle what? ❜ Confusion contorted his features, his gaze still focused on moving over the mottled spread of ugly bruising on display. ❛  Yeah, YEAH, get in here. Kitchen’s that way. ❜ 

           Fingers pull the beanie he had on a little bit closer to his head, feeling bad when he does so. Leaf has always been known as a confident kind of person, open about the fact that he wasn’t the most normal. Sometimes, that even seemed to be the reason why he was so seemingly popular, but it didn’t really matter. Even he got a little bit worried sometimes, a bit worried about might happen if the daisies that seemed to intertwine with blonde hair was seen by the public. Being in the dark surely wasn’t good for the little plants, and that only made him feel even worse. He was definitely off his game, it seemed.

“  i’m  cutting  my  mind  off,  feels  like  my  heart  is  going  to  burst.  “  the  monotonous  tone  rang  though  the  nearly  empty  room,  his  heart  filled  with  dread.  he  didn’t  know  what  he  was  doing  anymore.

          HE  MIGHT  HAVE  CRUSHED  THE  POOR  BICYCLE  TO  PIECES  ,  but  baby  doesn’t  hold  much  regret  in  him  because  of  it.  he  just  glances  towards  the  boy  with  a  shrug  ,  hands  tucking  into  his  pockets  after  a  moment.    ❛    sorry  about  your  bike.    ❜