May 14, 2016
@kapniisma | | starter call .
SCRAPING NOISES PROCEEDED as the small child continued to color with wax utensils , barely even batting a glace at the current half-brother standing over him ; sadly not even noticing to begin with , too deep in his art of a sun and tree incorrectly placed on the paper . It wasn’t until a few minutes passed he decided to look up , orange hues staring blankly as lips parted only to let silence escape . Static air filling the room until Licorice reached out, grabbing another blank sheet of paper, and handing it to the man with glasses .
“ Color with me ? ”
