❛ i’m really kind of the suffer-in-silence type. ❜
that he could understand and he nods to show as much. he remembers an incident that happened a few years back, around the time he’d finally been unbanished by his mates. they’d been taking a victory stroll through the woods when the near unthinkable had happened... ❛ one time i had these really cool, white adidas. brand new. i spent-- well, i don’t remember the exact amount, to be honest, but they were pretty flash. i only had ‘em for a couple days before i bit into this guy and, uh... ❜
hand rises to his neck and digits begin to pantomime an outward explosion. it was like a neverending stream of red. there was so much blood. way too much for him to scrub off with a toothbrush and a bar of soap like he usually does when things get a little messy. ultimately, they had to be tossed in the bin along with his last paycheck. ❛ fucking ruined them. second day i had ‘em, too. that was a rough night for me, yeah. don’t think i even talked to my best mate, stu, until the next evening. ❜
@vampirecrack // shut up nick you’re not twilight.