#mendaciiium02.

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@mendaciiium​ liked for a starter

She wakes up lying on a bare back, with no make up and low whine as the wind blowing from the open window hits her also bare body – it's still dark out. She doesn't really remember his name, but she sure remembers the warmth of his touch, not wanting to move from her spot, despite the increasingly unbearable cold temperature of her body.

Something with a T, maybe? “ Tony? ”

[caustis-arc]

@mendaciiium​. cont.

         to be fair, he didn’t MEAN to have to run to the bathroom in the middle of his meeting with lesley. so really, it’s lesley’s fault for following him all the way there as he threw up the contents of his breakfast ( coffee and shitty kids cereal, if you were wondering ). he shoots a glare behind before he lays another assault on the porcelain throne which kind of make his eyes water.

                   ❝ oh, fuck off. ❞

Though it may start off a little fever dream-y, it is the real Lesley who places an unopened bottle of water next to Theodore on the floor, and it is the real Lesley who presses a cold washcloth to the back of his neck. It ranks HIGH up there amongst the nicest things he’s ever done for someone else.

         “You’re disgusting.”