CARSON REED
615 posts


air guitar'ing and making 'wah' noises with his mouth . . .

Dogs love me fyi, no need to be so butthurt about me liking your dog better.

hmm. . . maybe I'd just fate him for his dog.

“need one?” she pipes up from where she’s leaned against the alley wall outside of the crammed bar. heavy sound pulsing from every crevice it has, the alleyway providing shelter from it as best it can. hands dig through her purse for her lighter without waiting for a response.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ivar pulled a lighter from his pocket, handing it to the man in need of fire in front of him. “here, use mine.” ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

the grocery store is already a mistake. aiden realises it about thirty seconds in. not because of his niece. she's… fine. tucked against his chest in one of those carriers he definitely put on wrong the first time and had to redo after a quiet, mildly humbling youtube —








