#lazy starter

[criticalcrux]

Bamboo fiber

That's what he remembered these being called. His cheek sunk into the soft yet firm pillow in a way that craddled his skull to the point of utter, unavoidable relaxation.

Bamboo fiber—he couldn't think of more comforting words for the time being and not thinking was exactly where he wanted to be for now. He rolled over to situate himself on his side. If he could lose himself in that place, he'd more than willingly surrender.

Slowly blinking, his face remained embraced as he lie there on his side, he heard it, someone walking by, it wasn't going to prevent him from nodding off, again his current source of external relief overtook him, he felt himself mutter aloud.

"Bamboo fiber..."

[heartonanoose]

@thedoctornumber11​ liked for a thing. 

“What in the ‘ell was that? Also, where are we???” 

[cicijansen-blog1]

“Liquor deliveries can be dropped off in the back, special deliveries have to talk to one of the guys first, and you’ll have to park your ass in a stool for a shot. If there’s something else you need, spit it out. I’m very busy.”

[rustyhealer]

He's unimpressed.

[tides-of-clarity]

He was no dog. Astrid only stared to the hand displeased with the person and glared hard.

[malady-mallory]

[lovestheship-blog]

open starter

“Aye, I’m havin’ a drink. I’ll have you know, I’m off duty.” 

“What’s it to you, then?”