Jul 1, 2019
@florasi || starter call
Phillip had been staring for a while honestly, like-- a long while, fiddling with the hem of his shirt, looking like he wanted to say something but was hesitating. Pale baby blues eyeing the other, or rather any exposed skin that was painted with such pretty designs. He swallowed, cautiously approaching. ‘ U-uhm...’ He starting, looking off to the side, rubbing the back of his neck. ‘ I-I.... er...’ Ugh, fuck it, spit it out. ‘ I like your tattoos !’