@exitiumstarters ✦ asher simmons
“So you’re like completely sure that this is safe, right?” Asher asked again -- for the thousandth time since having joined the queue for the rollercoaster. Once seated, those questions didn't relent and he was anxious as ever as he tugged at the bars now coming over his head. 'Hey, yeah excuse me, you wanna like lock this thing in, or something?" His griping was met with an eyeroll from the teen manning the ride, who was now walking away '-- hey, hello.'
The panic was clear on his features, turning to face the unlucky person sitting beside him as he began to struggle, "oh holy shit, we're gonna die. It's like that movie, where the bolt comes loose and everyone gets decapitated and" the rollercoaster made an almighty creaking sound, as though it was mocking him. "Yep. We're dead."
❝ as safe as a carnival ride can be. ❞ the witch hummed softly. sure, it wasn't a comment that was necessarily going to make asher feel better, but she wasn't about to lie to the poor boy. she listened as asher rambled and she couldn't help the soft laugh that fell from her lips in response. ❝ you're quite the anxious one, aren't you? ❞














