✕ .: * MINA
“ you absolutely, positively are not allowed to laugh at me, but … do you have any super glue ? maybe a hot glue gun ? i just … shit, i dropped one of the antique tea cups at work and i’m going to die if i don’t fix it, ” mina whined, holding the four shattered pieces of the aforementioned teacup in her hand. she’d already managed to nick her fingers a few times trying to pick it all up, so her mood was decidedly sour.
“ yo my guy, you’re like, kinda bleeding. “ a grimace will form on soft features, eyebrows low and only hinting of a judgment that is definitely present. “ fuck the teacup, man. you need a band-aid. “ of course, reggie won’t take on the responsibility of getting her one. she preferred to observe and offer suggestions. “ besides --- hot tea is totally over-rated. dead fucking artform. it’s all about iced chai, now. or at least, it should be in my opinion. “















