a little late, but my #mcm must go to #SamHuntington aka #JoshLevison aka #DoeEyes - in regards to the #BeingHuman binge I've been going through for the last few weeks.

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a little late, but my #mcm must go to #SamHuntington aka #JoshLevison aka #DoeEyes - in regards to the #BeingHuman binge I've been going through for the last few weeks.
Awkward Josh - Season 1, Episode 1
Josh - Episode 1
Josh - Episode 1
This is acceptable.
josh-levison started following you
"Hi!" The boy greeted with a smile.
Oddities and injuries
It was a regular day until the afternoon. Walking around, doing things around the house before heading out in my car. Grabbing, a coffe, I had gone to get a new book, browsed a few shops before just driving around. It really sucked to not have any friends really, but that came from being a different species. Driving down one of the main roads, I would glance at a new diner and when I looked back my eyes would widen in surprise but my foot on the brake wasn’t enough. My car collided with the other persons in the intersection they were running, everything going black. When I came to, there would be a terrible ache in my head and ribs and I was sure they were broken. “What happened..” I mutter to myself, sitting up in the obviously totaled car. I can feel a bit of blood soaking into my brown curls and dripping down my pale features. Using some vestiges of strength, I manage to kick the drivers door open and unsteadily climb out, looking around through the smoke and wreckage. My gaze flicks to the other car before I sprint to it, seeing the damage and fearing for the person or people inside. My gaze lands on someone in the drivers seat and I wrench the door clear off its hinges. “Oh god, are you ok?!” I say with fear, green eyes widened. I was sure I looked like a fright at the moment, brown hair wild and messed, clothing torn in many places with blood dripping down the side of my face, a bright silver colour.