OC Moodboards: The Runaway (1/?)
Henry nodded rapidly, pushing that thought away. Bad thoughts, all of them. “Fine. I’m fine. Just… bad memories, you know?”
Caleb hummed in agreement. “Oh yeah, I do know. Bad dreams, bad memories, bad days. Been there, done that, have several tee shirts.”
Henry laughed, then caught himself. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to laugh. Wasn’t, um, wasn’t laughing at you.”






