#zero stop

@witheredblade​ ::  "Sorry, is this seat taken?"

GREEN HUES glance up ward to the girl, pencil in hand as he flips it between olive digits. cocking a brow he stared at the girl who had spoken to him. glancing in her appearance a smile raised to his lips as he stopped his fidgeting. he wasn’t paying attention much as a notebook LAID open in front of him. words showing up and foreign to his actual set of mind. 

So I look over my shoulder, see how much closer she got

AND I COULDN'T FUCKING SEE HER ANYMORE.

She had literally moved up from the foot of the bed to a foot from my pillows, gone sideways and burrowed half under the bunch of blankets.

At that moment I was more concerned with her disappearing act.