teddykcng:
「 🐍 PERHAPS TEDDY SHOULD have thought a little bit before he rushed into pop’s, covering his bleeding nose with the slightly too long sleeves of his serpent jacket. but he DIDN’T, because when did teddy EVER think ? he most certainly didn’t bother to think of the possibility of pop ( or anyone else who dared to be out late enough, for that matter ) asking him what had happened. and he didn’t think of the possibility of him having to EXPLAIN to them that it wasn’t his father’s fault ( or perhaps it was, but he wouldn’t be telling anyone as much ). 」
「 🐍 GRABBING FISTFULS OF napkins within his bloodstained hands, he pressed them to his face before scurrying off to a private booth near the back of the dimly lit shoppe. the hope was to hide out there for another few hours, despite knowing that doing so would probably only make his father angrier upon his return home. WHATEVER, though. he was in the mood for a milkshake, anyway. 」
「 🐍 HE DIDN’T LOOK up from staring at the table’s smooth surface, even as he felt a presence beside him. he only crumpled up the newly-crimson napkins in his hands and MURMURED a soft, ❝ oh ! uh … cookies and cream milkshake, please ? thanks, pop. ❞ it was when the warm and familiar voice DIDN’T make it’s way to his ears that he FINALLY looked up. ❝ oh, not pop, ❞ he corrected himself, breathing out a light laugh. ❝ sorry about that. did you wanna … take a seat ? or … ❞ 」
“bruh.” karma breathed as she sat down in front of the other, sliding him some painkillers, a cup of water and some more tissues, “you’re not going to clean much with dry napkins.” she spoke in a soft voice, trying her best to keep the other calm as she gave him a weak smile.
