Jul 28, 2020
@brassbled , continued from here.
“ funny. i don’t remember asking. ” fingers find grip around his arm again. pulls it back into her lap as she begins to wipe away the blood that spills from flesh. she longs for the days when a quick wave of her hand and he’d be immobile. forced to accept her help because that’s all she wanted to do. . . help. “ who’d you pick a fight with this week ? ”