— 𝑯𝑬𝑵𝑹𝒀 .

it's been so long since anyone listened to me talk, won't you stay?

i can feel the thunder that's breaking in your heart. i can see through the scars inside you.

“ yes... i realise that——listen 、hen. i know i've been gone for a bit. ” a bit was an understatement truly but he rather not admit that.

[ 📲 ] where else wuold i go ? phone shoved back into his pocket , he slumps against the brick outside the club , letting his back slide down the wall until hips meet pavement . glassy eyes stare at the asphalt , vision blurry from >

i love you， with a touch of tragedy and quite madly.

〔 they can't help but stare at the stranger across the diner, hypervigilance at its finest. they know that tense posture and frantic movement like a mirror of their own. with a sigh, he stubs out the cigarette in an ashtray. his riding boots click on the floor as he walks over,

⠀ punching re͟a͟d͟e͟r in the face. ⠀

⠀､ ⠀ ꉓꀤ꓄ꌩ⠀⠀ ᴼᶠ ⠀⠀ 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓈 ⠀⠀ — ⠀⠀ are ⠀⠀you ⠀⠀ 𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶 ⠀⠀ j𝗎͟𝙨t ⠀⠀ for ⠀⠀ 𝑚𝑒 ⠀?

Don't have to do that for me.