#tybrhiannon

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@rhirhiannon

I feel this on a spiritual level

As you mothafuckin’ should, I mean for real, what’s not to love? I’ll wait.

[biff-mcintosh]

Seeing Double || Rhiff

TAGGING: Biff McIntosh & Rhiannon Porter (@rhirhiannon​​) LOCATION: The Tybee Indoor Ice Rink TIME FRAME: Some Afternoon GENERAL NOTES: Biff visits visits the local ice skating rink to cool down; while there, he (believes he) sees a familiar face.

There was only one word to really describe Biff’s life at this moment: hot.

Make no mistake: the term did not come to mind as a boastful reminder of his physicality— or that of others, for that matter. Rather, it was in reference to the summer heat that had begun to make itself known. The shift in weather conditions had to be at least partially responsible for the similar heightening of tempers that also occurred over the previous weekend. Even now, he understood that the thumps against the inside of his head were from the heat of the sun and the caustic words that had been exchanged mere hours earlier.

Desperation for relief was what drove his steps through the doors of some establishment that he had seen time and time again while driving around. This was not to say that he finally approved of Tybee Island; it was the simple word, “ice” that caught his attention. He reveled in the cold that hit his skin as he made his way toward the ticketing and skate rental counter. Some small form of excitement over ice skating began to course his veins...

Until he found himself standing in line behind a particularly indignant woman with an equally-irate youth tugging against her sleeve. Biff blinked twice at the sight, hoping that whoever was standing behind the counter was not being too inconvenienced by wrath of this customer...