#swamfree

[williamah-blog1]

@swamfree

he's happy, he's beaming, he's flourishing. it was the first night in what felt like forever that he was pleased to the fact that he got little to no sleep. his mind was filled to the brim with ghosts of touches and kisses that feel as though they're still hovering over his body, looming just a hair from him. for once will is also pleased at the feeling as though what's happened to him is written all over his body. he'd shout it to the entire world if he could. but alas, he refrains.

for now he simply walks into work, his face content but still a sort of calm that didn't give too much away. his aura was different, though. his demeanor wasn't as false. all of this was a truth that he swore was buried so deep but was so easily dug up by neil parrish. as he hangs up his bag will moves his gaze over to winter who is sat down onto one of the plush sofas decorating the book store. with a smile will quite literally hops onto it beside him, " i'm here today to be the most obnoxious person alive. "

[nottheghost-evans]

Got Sugar ? || Winter

Tat had never really engaged in a conversation with any of her neighbors  -exchanging ‘hi’s’ in the hallway hardly counts as a conversation. Despite being completely introvert towards the people in her building, there was one boy, Winter, who lived next to her who she had occasionally chatted to, to be honest he was the only one she could stand in the building. Everyone else were either rude, shy or trying to get her into bed which would be okay if they weren’t ten years older.  As she was attempting to make her second batch of brownies, the first batch almost burned down the entire building, she realized she was out of sugar. Shoot. She thought to herself. It was way too late to go to the store right now, besides she was already in her pajamas and ready for be. Tat almost tore down her kitchen hoping to find another bag of sugar mysteriously hiding somewhere but with no luck. She knew the only thing she could do if she wanted to finish the brownies was to borrow some although that was the last thing she wanted to do. She continued to look for it for few more minutes before giving up. I guess I have no choice. Tat put on a silk robe since her pajamas were consisted of a black tank top and her thong. She grabbed her house keys before heading out the door and towards the one just across the hall. A light knock on the door if he happened to be asleep -it was pretty late after all.