⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀
mv & ms. 21+ writer. queer.
Joined March 2021
- Tweets203
- Following107
- Followers90
- Likes5
with the way the wine moved after he was pulled away from it, it spilled down his shirt, a frown as he looked down at the material. head tilting to the side, " well... fuck... "
slowly looking up, " what the fuck? "
there's a frown, watching as the wine bottle is snatched away.
a small sniffle as it is taken away, " . . . i landed awkwardly... i guess it broke and ... i fell and i hit my head... "
looking sadly at the bottle, " i just needed a drink... "
" right... " it was murmured softly, " there's so many things that could go wrong... what... "
a pause, " what if it heals incorrectly? what if... what if we miss deadlines or if we can't prepare for what we need to? "
then another laugh, " god, this is all so fucked. "
looking down at the boot on his foot before another soft laugh bubbled from him, " i broke my ankle... "
another gulp from the wine now before a small shrug, " i ruined my life, i ruined my partner's life... i'm just... this wine tastes so good. it's apple pie flavored. "
" oh, i look like an idiot? " there's giggle bubbling from him as he dragged the bottle against his chest, hugging it tightly.
" my life is ruined, does it really matter what i look like? "
instantly trying to pull it back, making sure not to splash any of the wine on either of them.
" no. mine. "
ember retweeted
ember had spent awhile on the ice today, he was practicing with his partner. except, with this jump, he had landed awkwardly.
his coach had seen it, everyone watching him practice had seen it. the pain was instant and then his ankle gave out. instantly crumbling, hitting the —
