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Misplaced Lens Cap
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@spacecadette
— k✰le₁d˚s˚ope eyes ❜❜ ¦ indie & mutually exclusive multmuse curated by chasen. 21+ est. blog is a wip, standard rp etiquette applies but see detailed rules h e r e. roster below cut!
it's quiet back home ... for years his life has been constant forward motion — a whirlwind of train cars and hotel dinners, a new city every week ( if not every day ), his entire existence cut down to the size of a suitcase. so, it's safe to say he doesn't quite know how to cope now that he has, quite literally, been turned out to pasture. he spends his days drifting between bouts of syrup - slow stupor and violent bursts of activity: a morning spent lazing around the house capable of turning quite suddenly into a full - fledged war on granny's ever - leaky roof — an on - going battle he's beginning to believe he may never win. he's on a tear today, leaving no stone unturned and no soft spot un - prodded as he prowls from room to room, a long forgotten book still clutched tight in one hand.
❛❛ hey winry — looking for leaks !! ❜❜ graceful as always, he swings the door wide and makes himself at home, not even sparing her a second glance as he clambers onto her bed to poke and prod at where ceiling meets wall.
@spacecadette ( for winry ! )
hours of labor, even of love, can burden a body — & she’s feeling every dull, throbbing ache. arms stiff from endless hammering, hunched over workbench in the heat of her workshop leave her physically & mentally drained * her hopes for the comfort of bed are all that draws each rigid step home. winry drops to desk chair with heavy sigh. long day at close, relief manifests in smile & closed eyes.
as if he sensed the peace, as if he had to cut it short, ed bursts into the room. FORGIVE HER ! winry loved him fiercely, but in this moment she could kill him. young woman grabs closest projectile to her, a book on welding applications, & flings it at the frantic blur of his figure. ❛❛ EVER HEARD OF KNOCKING ?? ❜❜
start call ?
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