Jul 2, 2017
@faintofhearts liked your post: “like for a thing from tabitha when i get up”
“Ex- Excuse me. You’re staring.” She doesn’t know why she bothers to point it out; it’s hardly the first time someone has seen the leather gloves in the dead of summer and stared at them, tried to figure them out. There have been people who tried tried to rip from her hands before; she prefers the staring. “I would... Rather you didn’t, if you don’t mind.”