#jkdfg

Sirela: Orbulon, what did you say our, um… “decoration” was called again?

Orbulon: A Fasloxian Gourd! I am certain it will make your friend’s abode look “on top of fleek!”

HERE HE COMES

ohhhh boy.

pre-dawn and bubbling laughter from purposeful video game glitches.

a ladybug landing on a pale nose.

ice cream smudged across grinning lips, cleaned off by the lazy roll of another’s tongue.

kisses pressed like heart stickers to pained patches of soft skin.

the tight noose of ribbon to trembling wrists.

lives exchanged in the throne of warm, embracing arms.

late night acnl music and stifled giggling.

the curtain falling as heartbeats erupt in thunderous applause.

the first white blur you see underwater just before you put your ridiculous goggles on.

/he's sitting in the middle of the backyard all by his lonesome/ /it's p dark but that's alright, it's not all that cold yet/

/blows a note in his raggedy old panpipe/