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☆ー“if i were the moon, would you still look for the stars?”ー☆
coat guy : he / they / neos* : INFJ : ask blog ! *void/voidself, snow/snowself
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s-so apparently people are m-making blogs now… i t-told myself that I wouldn’t, b-but pluto convinced m-me otherwise - so here I am.
something t-tells me I’m n-not going to enjoy this…I’m n-not good with people…
5 posts…yay
CHEERFUL MAN - NO, I'M NOT A HUMAN
is he a faggot?
yes
no
possibly
i dont know him
i dont know him but he looks like a faggot
…i-I’ve met him and y-you don’t even want to k-know how m-much of a faggot h-he is…
the homeowner had left the room just as quickly as he had came. after inspecting everyone for their daily signs, he had l decided to leave them all alone. thank god for that. just as the firefighter had gotten a moment of peace, however, he had felt the presence of the cold man sitting next to him.
“…h-how are you doing? i know y-you’re probably s-struggling, due to the sun and everything…”
i suppose he has to ask. after all, he’s never felt the heat of the sun. as if they’re opposites: one is dying due to the cold, and one will die due to the sun.
@bar3ly-aliv3 (ooc: sorry if I wrote too much!)
The fireman, yet tired from social interaction, answered the question, rasping out
Everything hurts so damn much, but I’d rather not spend my last *Cough* days in a bad mood. What about *Cough cough* you? Ya look almost..cold.
The charred man had looked over at you, turning slowly as to not agitate what’s left of his skin
”I guess I’ve j-just been…thinking. t-thinking about the fact t-that people are dying due to the s-sun, and yet, i c-can’t help but freeze.. I’d do anything for a sliver of-“
“…”
“…n-not what you’re experiencing, b-but you know..warmth.”
*he had withheld eye contact, as if trying to hide his sadness. perhaps cold tears.*
The fireman paused in thought, processing what the cold person said, before replying
You always been this way? Cold I mean..cause could be a *Cough cough* medical thing prolly
His coughs had been more and more frequent, the reasoning most likely being the strain on his already black lungs of talking
”I w-wish it were a medical c-condition - s-something treatable. but if it were, I would have f-felt better by now. i would have been o-okay, as I’ve tried e-everything. h-hot baths just burn me without t-the feeling o-of warmth, and l-layers are the same story..”
“I wish I c-could tell you why I’m so c-cold.”
the homeowner had left the room just as quickly as he had came. after inspecting everyone for their daily signs, he had l decided to leave them all alone. thank god for that. just as the firefighter had gotten a moment of peace, however, he had felt the presence of the cold man sitting next to him.
“…h-how are you doing? i know y-you’re probably s-struggling, due to the sun and everything…”
i suppose he has to ask. after all, he’s never felt the heat of the sun. as if they’re opposites: one is dying due to the cold, and one will die due to the sun.
@bar3ly-aliv3 (ooc: sorry if I wrote too much!)
The fireman, yet tired from social interaction, answered the question, rasping out
Everything hurts so damn much, but I’d rather not spend my last *Cough* days in a bad mood. What about *Cough cough* you? Ya look almost..cold.
The charred man had looked over at you, turning slowly as to not agitate what’s left of his skin
”I guess I’ve j-just been…thinking. t-thinking about the fact t-that people are dying due to the s-sun, and yet, i c-can’t help but freeze.. I’d do anything for a sliver of-“
“…”
“…n-not what you’re experiencing, b-but you know..warmth.”
*he had withheld eye contact, as if trying to hide his sadness. perhaps cold tears.*
drew him too cute here ill make him uglier next time i prommy
