❝ 𝗜’𝗠— 𝗜’𝗠 𝗕𝗢𝗕 .ᐟ

Currently staring at the < READER > - 💭*

a victim of creation.

Hi, Bob—

( it wasn't his fault in the first place. aside from that, how is he been doing since then? )

( oh ─┄ well that is good, she isn’t quiet fond of that memory. )

everything will be okay. / but what if it's not?

( in other hand ... it’s not like she dares 𝘵𝘰. he managed to take her down before; she doubts she could land a hit. )

‘ You think so .ᐣ ‘ She cautiously lifted her feet from the ground — seemingly believing what he said . ‘ Mmm maybe I shouldn’t have come out today … I think i’m better off in the night . ‘

ᅠ SOMEONE STOP SAM. I TRIED TO SIT DOWN FOR A SEC AND HE YANKED THE CHAIR FROM UNDER ME.

( if he gives her that look, she might actually not punch him ─┄ )