◈ / ❢ / ☎ or ✠ choose ur fighter n SCHWANGS !
fangs was tough — he was. he had been through a lot ( maybe not as much as others he knew, but definitely more than some ; comparisons aside, he had grown from the misfortunes life had dealt ). the struggles in his life had led to some nasty side affects, particularly nightmares. it was a nearly weekly thing; the serpent would wake up in sweats and tears, a nightmare so strong it would affect him for the rest of the day. dreams of those close to him dying were so achingly realistic that he often found himself struggling to understand if it was a memory or a night terror & this night was one of those nights —- and this time, it was about sweet pea ( his best friend, his other half ! ). it started off with them at pea’s trailer, and ended somewhere in the middle of a nasty fight with ghoulies which resulted in sweet pea’s death. with tears hot on his face and his heart beating as if he’d just ran a marathon, he picks up his phone ( the boy’s hands sweating so bad he has to wipe them on the sheet to simply unlock the damn thing ! ) he was pressing pea’s contact name so quickly that he couldn’t even think, and — “ hello ? hey —- hey, are you okay ? you’re alright, yeah ? ” and of course he is, it was only a nightmare, but something in fangs’ instinct only pushes him to check, to make absolutely sure that it had just been that.
[ ☎ ] my muse calls yours in tears.













