@sad4good said: the petite hybrid is leaning forward from behind to meet his gaze. ". . i know going to the mall may be traumatic, but i kinda need to go shopping. i can't keep wearing *your* clothes."
tilting his head up, eyes flicker to the warm yellowy ceiling illuminated by the lamp in reluctance to the word mall itself. yes, he feels very traumatized by any mall but still pretends otherwise. turning to face her, he gives a half playful roll of his eyes. “no, i can handle the mall. maybe i just think wearing my clothes seems to be working for you huh?” that’s not a lie, at least.















