﹙ 𝓪𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 ᵉʸᵉˢ ﹚

@dearprey    (  . . .  )       [       emery   looked   up   from   her   sketchbook  ,   slightly   startled   by   the   question.   she'd   been   so   absorbed   in   the   small   details   of   her   project   that   she   hadn’t   realized   the   chill .   goosebumps   had   risen   on   her   pale   skin   already   ,   a   sign   of   how   easily   she   felt   the   cold .   despite   this ,    she   didn’t   seem   overly   bothered .       ]     i   appreciate   the   concern . . .     [     she   said,   a   playful   yet   dismissive   smile   tugging   at   the   corner   of   her   lips.     ]    . . .   but   I’ll   be   fine .  you’re   acting   like   I’m   going   to   catch   the   plague   or   something.   seriously   ,   there   are   worse   things   than   a   little   chill . 
            
            

@dearprey   (  . . .  )     [      it   was   a   cold,   biting   night,   the   kind   that   seeped   into   your   bones   and   made   you   want   to   curl   up   somewhere   warm.   a   shiver   traveled   down   her   spine   as   she   instinctively   shoved   her   hands   deeper   into   the   pockets   of   her   coat.   she   couldn’t   tell   if   it   was   the   chill   in   the   air,   his   presence,   or   the   unsettling   weight   of   their   conversation   that   made   her   feel   like   something   dark   had   just   passed   over   her   .    emery   stayed   firmly   and   calmly   where   she   was   stood   ,   but   took   a   mental   note   of    his   step   forward.      ]        no .  i   just   believe   that   we   can’t—   no ,   we   / shouldn’t /   live   in   fear   of   what   / could /     happen  .    otherwise,   we   aren’t   really   living   ,   right ? 

[   he doesn’t respond right away, allowing the silence to fill the air between them.  a small part of him felt amused by her wit.  the corner of his lips tug in a upward motion before fading shortly after.   he takes a step closer with his hands in the pockets of his dark suit coat.  he avoids her question intentionally.  ]    is that what you truly believe?  it can’t be avoided?  

@dearprey    (  . . .  )     you   say   that    with   an   unnerving   amount   of   ominousness .    does   it   matter   what   hour   it   is   ?    people   go   missing   all   the   time ,   whether   it’s   day   or   night.  it   can’t   be   avoided .   besides ,  if   it’s   so   dangerous  ,   oh   mysterious   one ,  why   are  / you /   out   here   ?   

@puIsed   /    says     YOUUUUUU  < 3

@dearprey    /     STAWPPP ,   ILY   < 33