Dec 24, 2017
how long has she been following him now? two blocks? three? that same silly little girl with her bat and her questions and her seemingly endless wonder. he could disappear. he could sink back into the shelter of the shadows or vanish in a flurry of shrieking bats, never to be seen again, but he doesn’t, and perhaps it’s his own curiosity. or perhaps it’s just boredom that bids him to stop, to peer back at her over a broad and lofty shoulder. ❝ are you lost, girl? ❞ he asks, ❝ is that why you’re still nipping at my heels like some ragged little pup? ❞
@ecstaticfight / starter call
