noodle
head;
ʜᴀʏᴅᴇɴ ʙᴇɴᴊᴀᴍɪɴ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇʀ.
literate — paragraph replies.
nephew to @Kyberisms
fifteen years old, bisexual.
aspires to be a scientist aboard @OsirisRPG.
carving of d.w.
retweets appreciated.
hey! he found a ukulele and– a Walkman!
wow, this ship has like, everything
he’s definitely singing ‘I Do Adore’ because that’s the only song he knows fully.
the Walker opens his mouth and then shuts it, unaware of what to say.
“—well, I don’t really know.
Most likely about the stars,
and how Athena and Uncle Ben really need to date,
cause it’s kinda getting annoying that they aren’t together.”
"Uh . . ."
He's at a bit of a loss for words for a few moments, but then a hospitable (albeit somewhat confused) smile forms on his lips. "What kinda stuff would you say over the intercom, exactly?"
“—Ben said I should come talk to you, see if I can do captain-y stuff..
like wear a cool hat and speak over the intercom!”
he smiles, legs now placed side by side as he speaks.
Blinks, spotting the younger male, then turning to face him as the other closes the distance. Hands slide lackadaisically into the pockets of his uniform trousers.
"That's me. What's up?"
And there—
at the end of the hall is that long-legged Walker.
he waves and kinda speed walks towards the man.
“Andy!” He calls once more,
he enjoys this ship.
he’ll definitely have to tell him that.
Hears the faint calling of his name, growing louder in the back of his ears, causing him to turn around in confusion.
"Is someone calling me, or am I going crazy?"
@MilitaryMartian “No—
I want to keep it, since we’re friends.
making people smile is hard,
people normally cry when they see me.
I have no clue why either.”
@MilitaryMartian “Nearly—
You’re right.”
he smiles, “are you gonna dedicate your time to making people smile or are you gonna do your actual job, sir?”