⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❛⠀what did you do. . . ?⠀▬▬⠀( @piesurrect )
twenty-nine years, nineteen weeks, four days, and seven minutes led to this exact moment⠀;⠀𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝 !⠀ 𝚊. . .⠀𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚙 𝚘𝚏- 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗. . . ? one moment, david haller⠀(⠀employee at gadgets & gizmos, gizmos & gadgets⠀)⠀was minding his own business—⠀trying not to let the noise get to him; louder lately. but he’s not going to another doctor—⠀nope !⠀ that’s not for him anymore—⠀problems for the past⠀(⠀𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚒’𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚢 !⠀ 𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝- 𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬. . .⠀𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝?⠀)⠀all he needs is for one doctor to be too good at their job and it’s off to the psych ward. NO THANKS !⠀ keeping his mind busy is the go-to⠀(⠀𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚑𝚢 𝚐𝚘-𝚝𝚘⠀)⠀running through his head over and over, and over, totally hypothetical what if’s—⠀except ‘what if’s’ are actually kind of less hypothetical and more possible under the whim of his unchecked-psychic-powers⠀▬⠀sometimes they’re made REAL.
“ what-? nothing. i— ” oh, but it wasn’t nothing. unless hearing the thoughts of the person you were walking passed on the sidewalk⠀(⠀when your mind is already so LOUD⠀)⠀and telepathically telling them to⠀(⠀𝙱𝙴 𝚀𝚄𝙸𝙴𝚃⠀)⠀is nothing !⠀if wringing your hands in aggravation and accidentally making a lamppost ｐｏｐ is also nothing !⠀ david’s eyes are wide. flitting around anxiously—⠀at the shattered glass; the sparks; the man staring at him⠀—lips drawn thin and tight while his head shakes quickly back-and-forth. body fidgety. trapped;⠀deny, deny, deny. that’s his plan, “ i- i didn’t do anything. ”