‘ why won’t you let anyone help you? ’ // @fire-hoes
howie glances over a buck then turns his attention back to his phone. he wonders how long he can feign interest in some article about strollers to ignore him. the silence stretches and it’s almost unnerving. because buck is silent, waiting him out. and it’s not something he’s used to. at least not from buck. howie almost wishes for the bell to go off, save him from the silence.
he lets his phone drop to his chest, but doesn’t lift his eyes. this isn’t a conversation he wants to have. “what do you want buck?”















