‍ ( ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ഒ ‍ ◟ ݁ ‍ ͡ 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑙.

ㅤ I think I just saw a zombie . ㅤ

ㅤ hey so —— imagine if someone gave me enough cloth to make a full shirt ? ㅤ

ㅤ it .. doesn’t work like that. It would take years before I get to that point. doubt I’ll be alive to take any food from you, anyhow. ㅤ

ㅤ ice ? maybe uh—I dunno, massaging the area ? ㅤ

ㅤ when it’s mixed together , obviously. plus, alcohol reeks ..

( * short scoff, allowing the assistance in regaining stability. brows knit together, crinkles in face making patterns in crimson. ) .. sure. bandages too, right ? —

I just don’t wanna get sick .. ㅤ

ㅤ ew—um. I mean, no thanks ! maybe .. throw it in the trash ? ㅤ

ㅤ help me lower the swelling ? ㅤ

ㅤ wh?——I was jus’ kidding. You’re definitely no romantic either way. ( * rising from flower bed, free palm firmly pressed against the bruise forming around her jaw. ow. ) no, no. not really. ㅤ

ㅤ yeah, you also got a taste for booze, chocolate milk, and meat. I smell it on you, it’s gross … ㅤ

ㅤ are you really gonna eat that .. ? ㅤ

maddie.xn--6ii/ Ella PLEASE GO GINGER PLEASEEEE I need ur massive bug eyes and square face … the aura …. Connie taykor needs u….

ㅤ ew, brush your teeth.

ㅤ ( * tightly grasping the piece of cloth, wiping ichor from bloodied face—targeting nostrils. ) oh, how 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥.