#sad4good

             tilting  his  head  up,  eyes  flicker  to  the  warm  yellowy  ceiling  illuminated  by  the  lamp  in  reluctance  to  the  word  mall  itself.  yes,  he  feels  very  traumatized  by  any  mall  but  still  pretends  otherwise.  turning  to  face  her,  he  gives  a  half  playful  roll  of  his  eyes.  “no,  i  can  handle  the  mall.  maybe  i  just  think  wearing  my  clothes  seems  to  be  working  for  you  huh?”  that’s  not  a  lie,  at  least.

‘ what do you want me to say ? that i’m happy with him ? ’

      MARY TRIED TO KEEP HER HEAD DOWN .  she didn’t want to blow her cover . she didn’t want to have to runaway again and start a new life ; she liked the life she built right there too much to abandon . something about someone in trouble , though , pulled at her heart strings . moving fast , in the blink of an eye she is rounding a corner to come face-to-face with the person currently being harassed by three bulky men . “ is there a problem here, dear ? ” @sad4good​

edits:  flayed  billy  ft.  taiga   /   @sad4good   .    

*   edits:    ft.   taiga   /   @sad4good​  .

“   who   asked   you   to   be   so   honest—   " // @sad4good​

“Can you buy me one?” Part of the question was muffled until she pulled her face away from the teddy bear. Said teddy bear was big enough that she could barely wrap her arms fully around it. “Look at his face! I have to have him!” / @sad4good​ ; shippy-valentine’s sc.

“What? Do I have something on my face?” He asks, genuinely confused as to why the other person is staring at him. “Or worse yet, do I have something stuck between my teeth?”