Apr 22, 2019
BILL’S HEAD IS IN HIS HANDS; sitting on the rustic looking chair on the opposite end of the living room. he’s never felt such oddity as he has this very moment. THERE IS A THIRST there in the back of his throat, not entirely burning, but like a small cough of an itch. AND HIS EYELIDS,they drooped so much that he just wanted to curl up and sleep for days----WAIT WHAT?? ‘ what do you mean, it’s going to be okay ? ’ / continued @samemersons