[ he gets a little more intense. he loves this fucking band. ]
DON’T LOCK THE DOOR ON ME!
YOU KILL ME FACE-DOWN, DEAD!
ANOTHER PART OF ME FALLS FOR YOOOOOOU!
i always do .ᐟ i carry extra 、 like they’re bandaids . ( giggle . sliding over a few new screws for him to help with ) usually it takes me a crisp hour to get that pesky elbow screw out
( blinking as he watches her arm fall onto the ground. before he can make much a point of it, she's lifting it up and smiling as bright and pink as ever. )
i see. i'm assuming you have a replacement, then? i don't believe i've done maintenance on a person before, no.