ᅠ🗝ᅠ𝔪ʀ . ─ᅠᅠ𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘ᄉ

⠀ ⠀ ⠀꒰⠀𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙉𝙀𝘾𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉⠀𝐭͟𝐞͟𝐫͟𝐦͟𝐢͟𝐧͟𝐚͟𝐭͟𝐞͟𝐝͟⠀⠀. ⠀

he meets henrys smile with one of his own, one far too soft considering his thoughts. how he hates henry. how he adores him. ] a smile looks good on you, hen. I feel like I seldom see it these days.

get out of the house.

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⠀ ⠀ ⠀꒰⠀𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙉𝙀𝘾𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉⠀𝐭͟𝐞͟𝐫͟𝐦͟𝐢͟𝐧͟𝐚͟𝐭͟𝐞͟𝐝͟⠀⠀. ⠀

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what’s the lore implication behind all the afton kids having a different skin undertone

no, no. don't you get about me. I ate earlier. [ a bold faced lie, but regardless, he's content to simply watch henry. he always is. his every move is memorising, even doing something as mundane as pouring himself some cereal. william loves it as much as he loathes it. ]