#seraphicblaze

     “ i’m a ghoul. ”

                 ❝this gives me a HEADACHE❞ hand raised, fingers rubbing his forehead for a moment, quiet laugh leaving his lips. He was FRUSTRATED. ❝I have to choose the best photos for the exhibition but --- I can’t decide❞ and he held up the photos that he had to choose from. ❝which is your favorite?❞

                    ❝  stop acting like it’s the end of the world.  it’s just a small cut.  ❞

     “ it’s not my fault you decided to come here. i was just hanging out , if anything it’s you who’s stalking me. ”

     “ is it normal to wonder what it feels like to get punched in the face? ” there was no trace of a joke in boram’s voice. she crossed her arms over her chest, ready to argument if need be. “ seriously. i’ve said some dumb shit, but people usually go ‘aaw’. nobody’s ever punched me, though. well, there was that time my friend accidentally hit me in the eye, but that one doesn’t count. ” // @seraphicblaze​

   fighting, arguing and any sort of confrontation will always be things he avoids. chris hates them and while the other is yelling about something. ( chris isn‘t even sure if it’s about him or not ) he just knows the other is yelling and looks red in the face. instead of trying to engage in all of this, he is trying to sneak out. moving towards the door, he‘s going to open it when he hears the door creeks open and loudly of course! he wanted to make a silent exit but that’s not the case at all. he almost flinched when he heard the other calling his name making his groan. “look, i don‘t want to deal with this-- and if you are mad at me something. i don‘t even know what i did. you‘re yelling and honestly, i hare it." chris had never been able to hold his tongue. “i’m sorry but i hate yelling.” @seraphicblaze