|| 𝗺𝘀𝗴. 𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴 : places a handful of palmiers & a coffee nearest him as a peace offering. gives a good tussle of his hair for good measure. "doesn't mean i love you any less." — 𝑠𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑒𝑑, @herturnabout
he only distantly registers the sound of the coffee cup setting down on the table—what with all the thoughts that pass through his mind like ebbing tides at the vaguely familiar, yet almost forgotten touch. there are only few things that could be any more surreal than this; but he decides, for once, to not let diffidence get in the way of veracity. “... i missed you, you know?”
















