❝ marrrrk , where are we going ? ❞ he is whining mostly cause mackenzie hates suspense. his book bag is slung over his shoulder , surprisingly light for once. all it contained was a spiral bound book , a pen , & his laptop. thankfully he chose to wore comfortable pants today; the sweats make it easy to settle into this mysterious activity. the purple and grey sweater hugs his frame in the cold autumn air. the cold wasn’t new to him though , england was always cold. at least america had one thing better : it wasn’t wet twenty-four seven. ❝ if its any water activity , i will throw my thesis paper at you. you can even chose between the psychical copy of a hundred pages , or my laptop. makes no difference to me. ❞
@cameraclutched gets a thing.
