𝑴𝐄𝐋𝑨𝑵𝑰𝑬-𝑴𝐄𝐋

at least they're dry, and comfortable. if he's not wearing denim he has rather soft t-shirts and hoodies. they feel nice can you blame him? having seen her come in on the cameras he goes to where she's at, knocking on the door. “you good in there?”

there are towels awaiting her just inside, and a change of clothes. unfortunately they're his because it's what he had in his locker and he didn't want to snoop through her's to see if she had a spare set.

i’ve been seeing your ghost again. it has no intention of being gone， and i have no intention of letting it go.

she sure? really he doesn't mind sharing.

. . he's willing to let her have one to try if she wants. he promises no biting at fingers.

oh even better! the pumpkin ones are the best, much better than the christmas tree ones.

she didn't touch his reeses did she? everything else he doesn't mind if she did but those peanut butter cups? he'll fight.

" turn the phone off! go on! " partly in jest, the way a teenager would encourage her friend to defy her mother. sometimes, her youthfulness shines through. " it's our evening. let's keep it that way. "