Mar 28, 2019
Whenever he was actively looking for Gaia, he never seemed to be able to find her. They had phones, and he had texted her multiple times, with no response. Finally, in the thick of it, he was able to spot her. “babe, what the fuck. I’m pretty sure the apocalypse is happening and you can’t answer a text?” hey are you okay? // what the fuck is going on?? // where are you?? were the three he had sent. one right after the other, giving no thought to the time stamps on the messages he had sent in the recent months. “so, anyway, here I was lookin’ out for Apocalypse thinkin’ that you might have been chosen as a horseman. And you were here all along.” ( @timetrcvels )