⠀
barry stayed where he was, too
discombobulated to move any closer.
and stranger danger, of course. both
hands lifted when she raised the
cookie like it was a gun, features
scrunching together. “ woah——
i’m not going to hurt you or
+
⠀
frozen in place, digits gripped the cookie tighter —— so much that small pieces would crumble on the floor beneath her. eyes darted around at the unfamiliar walls, as if they might suddenly explain themselves. what the hell was she doing +
﹙ opting for the plate of cookies in the fridge, shoving one in her mouth before she jumped out of her skin —— startled by the man as she stood there with the half-eaten cookie, eyes widened. ﹚
“ where am i ׅ𖤠 who are you ׅ𖤠 ”
.. if you would do it more often, i’m
sure your body would get used to it!
but fine, we’ll do it your way this
time. i’m too hungry.
( and with that, he’s stepping through
the breach. )
do you want the fun answer or the actual answer to that ? ... so here's the thing —— i 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 wan't to throw up because oh man , your running is NOT good for me . so let's move it people ! through the breach ! 🌀
no way . no way —— i'm betting 20 that you won't finish it . I think i'll get two triples .. come on , i'm feeling kind , speedy boy . i'll breach us there
@themyccira@emeraldslingcr ( head tilt before he speeds forward,
catching both cans. he swiftly places
them — perfectly balanced — on her
head before moving back to where
he’d been, as if he’d never moved.
* 😁 )