CLOSED STARTER — @eucroft .
“ and so what if i want to go home and finish my project ? what’re you gonna do ? murder me in my sleep ? “ now in the second day, the carnival has fulfilled all of jax’s wishes. cotton candy, rollercoasters, stall games; he did it all. his drafting table continues to call to him, his bed beckoning him with its soft warmth. being boring is his strength, but adelaide is constantly there to shatter his dreams. as if on cue, while his attention was fixed on his friend, wondering if she would murder him in his sleep, he crosses paths with a metal pole. he feels a strong pressure-filled-pain in his nose, hand moving to wipe what he assumes is snot. spoiler: it’s not. “ you gave me a fucking nose bleed, addie ??? see, if i stayed home, i’d be perfectly safe without a nose bleed. “ unsure of how to proceed, he slides off his flannel to use as a tissue.