babe, you're a fire starter.

         ❛ ah thanks, man. ❜ a cigarette is balanced neatly between crimson brims, prior to fingers curling around the lighter. ducking his head & flicking the lighter is a practiced action, yet it still takes two tries before the object catches light, about time. still, he turns back to the stranger, arches a brow & offers a crumpled box of marlboros.  ❛ d’ya want one? payback for the lighter, i suppose. ❜

       ❛ oh, please. anything is possible. besides, i’m pretty sure i heard somethin’ on the news once about this girl who had er, that disease that makes y’ sleep all the time. you know the one. anyway, point is i’m almost positive that she could sleep through for a year straight. ❜ he shrugs, tilts his head towards sky & exhales a deep breath.  ❛ suppose i should think myself lucky that i can’t sleep for a year, right? ❜

actually, i’mma work on revamping my multi a little ‘cause otherwise i probably never will. so, yep, brb.

        there’s still more of them coming, colton can hear their pitiful groans echoing through the empty streets - too many. for he might be a fighter, but even he’s well aware of when it’s better to run & live to see another day. steely optics fix the other with a look that he supposes translates the fear that seeps into his words. ❛ i know some place safe. ❜ — well, as safe as one can get when surrounded by corpses

#but really like talk to me about it#talk to me about the process of being checked on by text message#of being alarmed when someone catches your arm after work and gives you an odd look#what’s coming out of their mouth has gotta be something bad right#’are you okay’#mental stutter what just happened error 404 response not found#why the fuck did somebody come make me soup when i’m sick i’ve been doing it myself my whole life#what#i’m so confused why are they doing this why does my happiness mattter???#I’M SO U PS ET