Pressing the bag of frozen peas to the quickly forming bruise just below his hairline, he winces and narrows his eyes at his roommate.                            ❝ Very helpful, Sally. Oh, and I’m            FINE, by the way. Thanks for asking.❞

[ text: ] It's quite the tail. But, just what do I do?!

      " ---- Am I in trouble? I'm great at faking regret, if that's the case. "

{ icons are the bane of my existence but also one of my favorite elements of tumblr roleplaying and basically what im saying is that life is a contradiction and despair is inevitable }

Nate was back in the USA for like two weeks. He asked his father to get back because he felt drawn to the country and especially to this city. Bur, more specifically, he liked to spend time in the woods. He felt like he belonged to the woods and was often in there, sitting back against a huge tree. Always the same one. He was there again when he heard something. "Who's there?" He asked, not suspicious, just curious. He could defend himself very well.