#rxcketboy

Nighttime was the only time of day Marceline wasn’t on edge over the sun. Shadows were good, sure, but she didn’t want to be in the situation of losing her umbrella or her sunscreen being out. Or both. (Not again.)

She hums a tune she had been working on for a new song, heading towards the Candy Kingdom. She could always bug Bonnie. And if that didn’t work she could go bug Finn and Jake. She was sure they wouldn’t mind a little wake up call.

Her tune was cut off when she felt someone t a c k l e her to the ground, causing her to let out a hiss. Who the fuck--

Calli couldn’t seem more peaceful as she carried a small bag of baking supplies back home. She had run out of icing (hmmm!) and really needed to get more. After all, what were cupcakes without icing? Muffins?

Though, her happiness came to a slight standstill when she saw someone who looked almost like the embodiment of the word disaster. She was suddenly worried about him, wanting to find out what was wrong. That was tricky, though. Didn’t want to do anything that could put her at risk.

But he looked like he needed help...

Deep breath.

Sentence starters [Accepting]

@rxcketboy​

     A single glance below those shades was enough proof to show that he could empathize with the other one in some ways, or that was just what he thought. Maybe their experiences weren’t the same, but still, some melancholy was reflected in his eyes. It was a shame that he could not tell exactly how to help him, but that didn’t stopped Dave from trying.

    ❝arent we all like that sometimes? i cant blame you though, but well...❞