𖤐 Junior year (Pre-incident)
Andrew approaches, eyebags slightly deeper than normal and a nervous look on his face — more so than usual. He had been complaining about not having slept well last night all day (and if it just so happened that he didn't mention that it was because he was wondering what it would feel like to cut out his heart and give it Thomas, that was hardly his fault.)
He bites a small bit of skin off his bottom lip. "Thomas?"
- @andrew-perrault
Thomas turns to face Andrew. He’s got ink staining his hands and smudged all over his chin, he probably just left the art room or something.
“yeah? Something wrong? If anyone’s messing with you I can-” He cut himself off, not wanting to stress Andrew any further than he already seems to be.
