it gets less funny the longer it lasts.

[shadow_dancers6]

"I'm sorry," she says, standing behind me. I'm motionless, one hand clutching my knees to my chest, the other holding an icepack against my face. I twitch a little when her fingers brush against the side of my neck, ghosting over the angry red patches. My mind jolts at the sensation, remembering them clamping down on the same place not ten minutes

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[kept_on_ice]

you should call me.
or come and live with me for a while
or something
we have soup

D:

[shadow_dancers6]

Its cool, I have nonna-food that we can live off for a while now.