#eleanor--mathison

[lindners]

‘ CLOSED STARTER FOR @eleanor--mathison.

“ don’t you ever wonder what would happen if you weren’t here anymore ? ” legs laid crossed and outstretched on her bed, her back pressed against a pillow that was set to lean against the wall. “ all the things left unsaid, all the experiences left undiscovered, all the people you never met. do you ever think about that ? ” where her eyes had first dreamily flickered up to stare at the ceiling, now they had shifted downwards to meet the pair of eyes of eleanor. “ i always question whether i should be afraid of it, you know ? ”

[alarcvn]

‘ CLOSED STARTER FOR @eleanor--mathison.

the manner in which he threw the controller back onto the couch demonstrated his —remotely feigned— frustration as once more one of her headshot snipes had killed him in game. “ how come you are this good ? no one ever managed to beat me in this game mode, do you have magic powers ? ” his lips curved into something that resembled a pout somewhat, not being able to fully handle his defeat. “ can we play something else ? this is just unfair, you are crushing my confidence. is there a game you’re bad at ? ”