Aug 9, 2018
@hellboundhexthens gave a likey-loo for Mal
Feet scuffed against the concrete, worn sneakers shifting as he adjusted his weight. Mal had been standing silent for the last several minutes. Watching as the other... did whatever it was he was doing. He was still trying to get his bearings back. Trying to regain his land-legs, so to speak. “Hey listen.” voice cracked when he finally did speak. “I’m fucking staving. Can we like.. go get donuts or something? I need carbs.”