#cartcrpcggy

[whitcncise-blog]

😈 (ohohohohoho)

“You were his.” His voice is clearer he remembers; it’s usually dusty with disuse but now it sounds like it could belong to anyone. His mind quickly filed it away, it wasn’t important. He weighs the gun in his palm, something compact, matte black and deadly. “That means he’ll come.” 

[ismcllfear]

☂

☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm .

‘ oh -- thanks. i never thought england was really this cold. ’