“Breathe.”
Jeremy let out a breath. He pressed his back against the wall. He closed his eyes taking deep breathes. His hand scrambled to press play on the cassette player. “I..I thought I wind the music box?” He said hand covering his chest.
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“Breathe.”
Jeremy let out a breath. He pressed his back against the wall. He closed his eyes taking deep breathes. His hand scrambled to press play on the cassette player. “I..I thought I wind the music box?” He said hand covering his chest.
I'm so glad your semester ended well!! That's wonderful!! ))
it was a close call tbh but ayy in the end it was fine! ;v;
“If I died, what would you say at my funeral?”
“...Aren’t you already dead?”
It’s been an odd day, but odd doesn’t necessarily mean bad. No, in fact, Wilson’s never felt better. He’s also seventeen years old, which is pretty great honestly. Or maybe everything’s just great. In any case, he’s having the time of his life and wanted nothing more than to share it with his coworkers. He does still work here, after all.
Twirling the ring of keys on his finger and humming, Wilson made his way around the building; just patrolling for now, since not many other people were supposed to be here. If they were though, that’s fine, really. Everything’s pretty fine. It’s so nice. Even the tension in his shoulders has loosened up. Walk walk walk. Step step step.
A bit of movement caught his eye, making him turn his head.
@sokaisii
*writes cutie pie on mort's cheek*
Morts face tinges darker. “O-oh...”
"chu" with lil living baby M
“Oh. Uh, hi? Thanks?”
Dream meme: M and Cass are actually friends
“Obviously that was a fever dream.”
o(^^)o→
send “ o(^^)o→ “ to poke my muse. do it. just do it.
The teen gave a small head tilt as the other poked him. Why in the world did the other feel like poking him was beyond him … He left it alone and just wondered. If the other continued to poke him then oh well.