‏ً

… will i die from the cold ? or wors͜e. remain 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 and feel even ᑦᴼᴸᴰᴱᴿ ?

⠀ ＊ ⠀ 𓃭 ⠀ ،̲،̲⠀⠀𝖎 𝐭𝗵͟𝗶͟𝗻𝗸⠀⠀─── ┈⠀⠀𝗂'𝗹𝗹 𝖙𝓪𝐤𝖊 𝐭𝗵𝖎𝓼 𝖍𝖆𝐭𝐞, 𖬺͟ 𝐒𝝦͜͡𝐈𝐓.⠀ ⠀ ﾟ⊹ ⚰️ 𓂃

no need to thank me, baby. ( her voice, like a melody, was almost as soft as her hands' featherlike caresses ; a forbidden affection, with the world as it is. would it really be so bad to melt into each other? )

do ⠀⠀ you ⠀⠀ ever ⠀⠀ feel ⠀⠀ it、 ⠀ 𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑦﹖ ⠀⠀ the ⠀⠀ fear ⠀⠀ i ⠀⠀ might ⠀⠀ not ⠀⠀ be ⠀⠀ hu͟m͟a͟n͟﹖

𝐒low gaze to follow the voice that calls out to her , 𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 ． “ 𝑶h , 𝑚𝑎𝑦𝑏𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑡 ．” Lighter is shut closed , the nurse 𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 her throat . “ have you ever 𝑠𝑚𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑑 before ?”

… will i die from the cold ? or wors͜e. remain 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 and feel even ᑦᴼᴸᴰᴱᴿ ?

ㅤ𝙄 ㅤthinkㅤ 𝘸e ㅤ𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩ㅤ justㅤ allㅤ 𝕯ie ㅤ𝐒oon ㅤ.

... would you like my room for the night ?