#outlawedpelvis

That was it. Hawke needed ice cream. He had accidentally pulled his apartment’s front door off it’s hinges for the third time this month, and he needed ice cream. Leaning against the freezer cabinet he waited for the seventeen year old mixed his Georgia mud pie blizzard. He rolled his shoulders before looking at his knuckles. He had super strength, something he still wasn’t entirely used to. He wasn’t sure he would ever be used to it, not at this rate anyway. Did superheroes even go to get ice cream? Did superheroes ever eat ice cream? Was he just a sham? This was too intense for an afternoon by himself. Maybe if got one of those slushies and spiked it, it might be better...

                                   Finn was meeting so many new people it was hard to keep his head on straight, but even though he was starting to look for these people it didn’t stop him from sometimes being distracted by them. Like the man he had just noticed with a mask covering his face, glowing red eyes. What fresh hell is this? “Hey!” He yelled at the man in the mask, rushing forward putting his hand on his shoulder. “Who are you? And what do you want?”

Star Wars: The Force Awakens sentence starters. ( x ) —- not accepting———- @outlawedpelvis