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being anywhere but HOME has the hybrid concerned. doesn’t like being out of his little bubble. fresh air is only nice when it’s a BREEZE coming through a cracked window. malachai looks around anxiously, brows furrowed. SAYS NOTHING, only continues to be HYPER - AWARE of everything around him.
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& (is it too late for that text meme bc coyote sending a caring/loving text is a Thing )
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[ msg >> coyote ] Oh yikes[ msg >> coyote ] Are u sure u wanna deal w/that on ur own? Im sure u can, it just sounds rly draining[ msg >> coyote ] If u need/want a hand I can be there by tmrw
cue ren just casually laying across summer's lap and disrupting whatever she's doing #kiss the brat
PROMPT. 1/3.
summer is halfway through, of all things, a crossword puzzle when ren worms his way into her line of vision. she’s torn between two courses of action. she could ignore him, reposition her arms so that the booklet rests on his head, hiding him from view.
or, well, she could indulge him.
‘ are you sure you’re a dragon? ’ summer sets the puzzle to the side, capping her pen and sticking it behind her ear. ‘ i mean it. ’ she rests her forearm across the area just under his collarbones, fingers reaching over to curl around the edge of his jaw, thumb brushing against the freckles on his cheek.
he just snorts, burying a lazy smile in her stomach.
‘ i’ll take that as a yes, ’ she says, pressing a kiss to the crown of his head.
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“ were you raised by wolves ? ”
her lip curls at the mess, but there’s more disbelief than anger in her stance. ( how dense can you be ? how careless can you be ? who steals from a witch ? ) she clicks her tongue, reconsidering, “ --- no, sorry. wolves are smarter than this. ”
