*Riley sleeps for a short while, albeit restlessly, before suddenly jolting upright in a panic, knocking into Kipley as he frantically looks around the room.*
Papa...?
*his gaze lands on Lewis and Shirley and he visibly relaxes, curling back into Kipley's side, though he's still trembling, and very out of it.*
-@space--the-final-fontier
(CC. @getmeftoutofhere >:3 It's Chaos Time)
.. {slow blink at Riley, trying to process what he just said and to whom.}
…Lad, what’re ye on..?















