HUG. ( ~ caesar charming / charmson )
Constance watched, entranced, as the small cup of instant mac n cheese spun around in the microwave. She was absolutely starving and craving the gooey goodness that was mac n cheese. Of course, she knew that the reason why she was craving the children’s meal was because she was under stress, but she couldn’t bring herself to care. What surprised her though wasn’t the loud beep of the microwave, it was the pair of arms that ensnared her waist and the chin that leaned against her shoulder. She could only think of one person who’d sneak up behind her, ❝ Hey, ❞ she said with a smile, leaning her head against Caeser’s for a moment, ❝ I can’t get my mac n cheese, ❞
give constance a hug. // @charmson // accepting.
