#misc; synner

[narcissist-e]

@salvationinsin;;

     “---Just this once, can’t you just leave me the hell alone?!”

[narcissist-e]

“How many time have I told you to be more careful?” > Ethan

@salvationinsin;;

     “Well, I mean, I tried, but then some guy insulted my hair, so you know…”

Obviously, he had to beat the kid down and show him who he was messing with, right? Allowing such a thing to slide was just unacceptable. Letting that kind of smack come out of people’s mouths all willy nilly was how reputations got ruined. He didn’t want people to think he’d gone soft. 

[narcissist-e]

“I tried to stab a kid with a pencil.” ➸ Ethan

@salvationinsin;;

                    “—Why is that not surprising?”

The statement hadn’t even caused the boy to look up from the math work in front of him. Over time, he’d grown accustomed to Synner’s rather unpredictable personality. At this point, the snowy haired male could literally confess to murder and still, he wasn’t sure that’d be too much of a surprise. Now, that’s not to say he didn’t still freak out from time to time; not that he’d admit it. 

          “Wait— tried?” He raised a brow, teasing grin in place. “—You slackin’ or something?”

[narcissist-e]

Ethan! How do you want to die? :)

@salvationinsin;;

     “—As far away from you as possible, surrounded by beautiful women.”

Cliche? Yes, but it’s what he could come up with at a moments notice. Truthfully, he’d never given much thought as to how he would die; immortality had always seemed so much more appealing. Plausible? Not really, but appealing none the less.