Oct 5, 2016
@blackxwidxw
he was already up by the time she rushed into the bathroom. zero five hundred for pt------he’d barely gotten his shirt tucked in before he was following her flicking the light on as he watched her collapse onto the floor and empty the contents of her stomach into the porcelain bowl. he quickly rushes beside her, gathering her red hair with his fingers to keep it out of her face. “this is the fifth morning in a row, natasha. it can’t be food poisoning.”