he means well – you can feel it, see it. a genuine care for your wellbeing without a lick of concern for himself. it’s what makes you even angrier, the fact that he’s so willing to put his neck on the line for someone like you. someone all muddied up – an amalgamation of the people you’ve stolen, lifetimes compacted and jammed into your head with a single touch. you take them and you can never give them back again; left with jagged pieces that don’t fit, all churning in hatred and disgust until the moment arises when they can exact their revenge. and they almost did didn’t they? they’re all waiting for you anna marie. @versusdecay means well -- but you’ve never been that good with following orders. especially ones like his, ones that are made with the purpose of “keeping you safe” [ because maybe ah deserve whatever’s comin’ for me. ]
“ well shoot honey, yer lucky yer cute … ” clad in greens and yellows, you plaster a grin upon lips as you land besides him, pointedly ignoring the annoyed expression he’s greeting you with. “ tryna keep a gal from havin’ a fun night like this! ”