✗ ( idk man )
send me ✗ for my muse to fall on yours and land on top of them
Once upon a time there had been a beautiful thing called ‘air’ and it had filled Carina’s lungs whenever she breathed in. That time seemed to be long ago since moments before someone twice her height (as she would say) fell over and landed on her effectively robbing her of any and all of that beautiful thing.
The thief now even had the audacity to appear to be as frozen as she was now that they were flaw on the found and just inches away from each others face. She didn’t look long enough to see his reaction and instead heat rushed to her face and she pushed at him. A gasping breath managed to fill her longs slightly and a quiet and high pitched “get off!” escaped her with that air, and Carina pushed at his chest.













