#002. hc

[mcdgrit]

☺ : What is your muse’s smile like? Do they smile often?

ʀᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴ ᴍᴇᴍᴇ - accepting!

☺  - 𝓓𝓮𝓼𝓹𝓲𝓽𝓮 his inner turmoil, Frank smiles quite often. His personality betrays his mind’s obvious want to curl in on itself and decay, and he can never stay in too bad of a mood for long.

He’s trained himself to smirk when he grins, one side of his mouth lilting more than the other to flash a set of brace-straight teeth. If he smiles hard enough, or laughs with his gut, he’s got a set of very prominent dimples in either side of his cheeks.

[mcdgrit]

🏨 : How well does your muse sleep?

ʀᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴ ᴍᴇᴍᴇ - accepting!

🏨  - 𝓣𝓮𝓻𝓻𝓲𝓫𝓵𝔂. Growing up with ADHD was hard enough, but the medication he was put on to help stunt it really did a number on his sleeping pattern. He swears up and down that it was the drugs he was force fed that gave him insomnia, and it wouldn’t be a stretch to say that it’s true, either. Despite being taken off of the pills by the time he was 14, Frank still can’t catch a good night’s rest.

[mcdgrit]

⚠ & ⚡️

ʀᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴ ᴍᴇᴍᴇ - accepting! 

⚠  - 𝓕𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓴 has never been a careful planner. In fact- That’s exactly what landed him and his friends in the Entity’s realm in the first place- he didn’t think about killing the janitor, he just did it. It’s always been a characteristic that he’s carried with him as well; getting him thrown off the basketball team for punching a referee, and giving him several black eyes and bloody noses after smart mouthing his alcoholic foster dad.

⚡️  - 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓼 them. The smell and sound of rain is probably one of Frank’s most favorite things, along with the loud crack of thunder that usually accompanies it. It’s a time where he’ll grab a pack of cigarettes, a can of soda, and sit outside the front porch of his old mobile home letting his thoughts turn to static. It’s peaceful.