#mskeatcn

[brainwranglertm-a]

“ OH  MY  GOD  . “  it was her,, it was   A   L  I  C  E ,, she had just started working at the school a couple days ago,, however she has been in her office doing paperwork so she hasn’t  really seen anyone, but after speaking with a couple students she noticed her, A  L  I  C  E ,, she looks older, but in the most amazing way-- her heart was pounding now, and with the gasping of her words cori found HOT TEARS running down her cheeks, ballet flats tapping on tilted floors as she rushed up to her, hands grabbing the others, it a reflex,, “ A  L  I  C  E ,, alice its- its cori,, its me--”  her words come out full of blubber, her grip tightening. 

as she held the others hand, she was transported BACK,, the images of BORIS and MALCOLM locking them in a room told (not to speak) but they did, however always too scared to t  o  u  c  h,,  so their hands have only met--- “ IM SORRY-- im sorry i left you,, at first he tied me up- but then i r a n ,, im sorry” she was overwhelmed and the PANIC ATTACK was starting, causing her to grip the other tighter, turning her fingers white,, gasping breaths leaving the woman as she apologized over and over again. // @mskeatcn​

[maesadams-blog]

       ‘ both would be ideal . ’ she paused , looking over at the science teacher with a shy smile . ‘ friday at 8 you say ? well i happen to know a lovey restaurant with great pasta that you might enjoy . ’ now it’s a little more nerve wracking , the blonde gently pulling at the sleeves of her shirt . ‘ i thought since you had nothing in your schedule … you’d enjoy that . ’

@mskeatcn  /  cont.

[langlcy]

      ‘    y’know  i   —  i  think  it  would  be  real  FUN  for  the  kids  if  we  did  a  ,  uh ,  joint  lecture ?  talk  about  science  in  the  world  wars  or  something .  ’

@mskeatcn

[inqustvea]

‘ it’s a pretty good story. ’ ( @mskeatcn )

       he  isn’t  sure why ,  but  this  giddy  feeling  inside  him  spurs  when  she  tells  him  that .  he  feels  the  skin  across  his  mouth ,  upon  his  lifeless  cheeks ,  curl  and  spread  halfway  ear  to  ear .  he  actually  smiles  and  embraces  the  pleasure  he  feels  over  five  simple  words .  it’s  not  like  when  his  editor  tells  him  good  job  or  when  a  colleague  claps  him on  the  shoulder  of  his  back .  it’s  been  a  year  since  he  wrote  that  piece ,  but  he’s  never  felt  so  proud  of  it  until  now  —-  and  over  what ?  what  he  still  considers  somewhat  of  a  stranger ?  he  doesn’t  mull  over  it  much ;  it  feels  fine  and  frivolous  enough  not  to .  all  he  can  bear  to  say  anyway  is,  ❝  you  think  so ?  ❞

@mskeatcn

[brainwranglertm-a]

                                             IM THE BAD GUY                                                              DUH

[inqustvea]

‘ what’s the bravest thing you ever did? ’ ( @ mskeatcn )

          damn …   he  wishes  he  knew .  and  his  first  instinct  is  to  simply  tell her  he  doesn’t  know ,  but  where’s  the  integrity  in  that ?  there  has  to  be  something  under  his  belt ,  a  memory  of  an  act  he  took  at  least  a  little  pride  in  every  now  and  then ,  for  he  was  always  full  of  thoughts ,  always  thinking  about  everything  and  yet ,  never  wanting  to  think  at  all .  he  was  repressing  the  good ,  subconsciously ,  just  as  much  as  he  would  with  the  bad .  he  realizes  that  in  the  matters  of  a  beat ,  when  he  looks  up  and he  stares  at  her  right  in  the  eyes …  there  were  outspoken  opinions ,  nerve - wracking  presentations ,  often  times  he  stood  up for  himself  when  he  always  told  himself  to  just  keep  shut   —-  ❝  probably  when  i  finally  left  home ,  ❞  his  eyes  wander ,  suddenly  pondering  as  if  the  memory  was  vividly  spread  before  him .  ❝  didn’t  waste  time .  packed  up  and  jumped  ship  the  day  after  my  18th  birthday .  and  then  i  went  from  there .  cluelessly ,  but  i’m  here  now . ❞  of  course ,  now  he  was  only  curious . ❝  what  about  you ?  ❞

@mskeatcn​

[mistcrwolf]

@mskeatcn didn’t ask for this but it’s fuckin TIME

      It’s something he’s thought about — something Daniel has obsessed over; the perfect way, the perfect night, the perfect place — it all had to be just so, otherwise there wouldn’t be a point, Alice deserved so much good in her life, so much better than the things she’d already had to suffer through. And it was time for Daniel as well, time to shed the toxic skin of the previous marriage that tainted him; he couldn’t live with Antoinette’s hateful past looming over him for the rest of his life.

“Reservation for two, under Wolf.” He says to the maitre’d, the woman in question hanging gently on his arm. She looks stunning, as always — and of course Daniel’s said so on multiple occasions; but it never seems to be enough for him, never does her elegance justice. As the duo arrives at the table he does the gentlemanly thing and pulls out her chair, waiting for her to take her place before he excuses himself to have a very brief important conversation with the other male. 

        “This is it — I’d like you to put it in our desert; please be careful with it, I’ve only got the one.” He jokes, though it isn’t all based in humour — he does only have the one ring. The Maitre’d smiles and nods, he’s well aware of the plan; Daniel’s called ahead after all. “Thank you — very much.” They share a short moment and without further hesitation the Wolf finds his way back to their table and seats himself accordingly. “Have I mentioned you look stunning tonight?” Daniel says sweetly, both hands smoothing the front of his suit as he gets comfortable in his chair.

[inqustvea]

do my url for the icon thing coward

         you’re  thinking  that  you  know  what  i’m  thinking  bc  i  know  what  you’re  thinking ,  right ?  …

          bc  you  know  that  i  know  you  know  and  i  think  you  know  i  know  you  know …  you  know ? …

          am  i  making  sense ?