Metaphorically and literally likely. Like god damn. She just has so much pent up shit, most she likely wont share with just anyone.
"I'm on pause, okay? I'm frickin....talking to you +
But with a moment of clarity, he’s well aware that sometimes you have to stand still.
You have to face the music.
“ I know how it feels, believe that I do. But sit still for just one second… “
“ …And mean it. Just exist. Don’t move so fast. “
Metaphorically and literally likely. Like god damn. She just has so much pent up shit, most she likely wont share with just anyone.
"I'm on pause, okay? I'm frickin....talking to you +
What if she just quickly leans into it and just gives him false hope? That sounds like a plan, this situation is ass to be in.
"What moment you wanna experience? Something for you?" +
“ Just relax. There’s still so much time until tomorrow, experience the moment right now. It’s calm and quiet. Just you and me. “
What if she just quickly leans into it and just gives him false hope? That sounds like a plan, this situation is ass to be in.
"What moment you wanna experience? Something for you?" +
Well she's just gonna do as instructed, if anything just to attempt to get out of the hole she dug.
“ You’re lying to me. “
“ For a moment, listen to me. Stop talking, take a deep breath in, and let it out. Do exactly that. “
“ Relax for me. “
He’s never actually slapped anybody before. But it should do the trick well enough, hopefully.
". . .That was rude.."
Well she's just gonna do as instructed, if anything just to attempt to get out of the hole she dug.
". . .That was rude.."
Time to pull out more drastic measures.
He tried to give her a chance to calm down, can't say he didn't.
He just up and slaps her. Not too hard, obviously. But enough to sting just the tiniest bit.
" Ashley. "
She's yapping and yapping.....
". . .That was rude.."
She's yapping and yapping.....
Still... He can't really blame her.
For a moment he lets go of her shoulder. Reeling his hand back, before balling it up into a fist. Smacking her in the shoulder lightly.
" I'm well aware. But I'm not interested in talking about that right now. "
" Come on. "
"I am perfectly good man." Just eyeing him up, attempting to keep a straight face.
"Say. Did you know that the brain is incapable of thinking of an original color?"
She's yapping and yapping.....
{ Weird, but ... sure. }
Hug, maybe ?
"I am perfectly good man." Just eyeing him up, attempting to keep a straight face.
"Say. Did you know that the brain is incapable of thinking of an original color?"
" Ashe. You're spiraling... "
His hand reaches out to rest on her shoulder gently. Trying to ground her.
" Relax, it's alright. I'm here, nothing's wrong. You have a moment to breathe. "
"I am perfectly good man." Just eyeing him up, attempting to keep a straight face.
"Say. Did you know that the brain is incapable of thinking of an original color?"
You're being weird.
No. She's not. But this is the coping mechanism.
No. She's not. But this is the coping mechanism.
You ok, weird person I didn't get the name of?
No. She's not. But this is the coping mechanism.
" Ashe. Come on... Please. "
" ...C'mon. Is everything * really okay? "
" Doing alright over there? "
awwww :(
I gotta do Deadpool stuff... CAN SOMEONE LIKE JS @ ME FOR SMTH I DONT CARE WHO I JS GOTTA USE WADE MORE!
In a sense, yeah. But I can still starve to death.