"where is he!?" i yell, i can't find anxiety anywhere, it's not that i'm not worried about him...he might be bothering thomas.
"calm down, roman" logic sighs, his arms crossed as he peers at me through his glasses. "thomas is perfectly fine, and anxiety is with him" he added on, walking over. "so...panic! with the eyeshadow is around thomas, but...he's not...anxious?" i raise a brow.
i don't listen to what he says next, i just stride out to pay him a visit, i'll stay to the side though.
i stay where anxiety would usually be, on the stairs, he's talking with joan, they're nice i suppose.
they're laughing and yet, i can see anxiety just across from them, looking down at his lap before his gaze moves and coincidentally, straight to me.
"just great" he grunts, "oh shush, black parade".
"okay! too soon! i'm still not over them!" he retorts, in a fashion similar to one of my outbursts.
"okay, geez, calm" i raise my hands in defence, seeing his dark eyes glare at me, and i respond with glaring back.
is that...i see a...a smirk on his face, but the moment i notice, his face falls once again.
was he smiling?
towards me?
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pale || prinxiety
Fanfic⚠️ C O M P L E T E D ⚠️ i used a pale shade of foundation for a reason. it hides a lot. it hides the red cheeks either from blushing, or when the skin gets irritated from tears. [Highest Ranking: 16th August 2017, #148 in Fanfiction]
