[ he can suddenly see her seemingly on the move, his own self having just been sitting on his own in the sunlight room — or rather, the snow room, as of right now — settling quietly on one of the benches to enjoy a peaceful cigarette.
the ash burns at the tip of the stick though, his mind more occupied on what she's saying. ]
I just ... [ he doesn't want to say no, because it's not that he's outright refusing. but it's not exactly the kind of thing he's done before.
labels aren't just really a thing for him. particularly with the kind of relationships he's had. ]
no subject
the ash burns at the tip of the stick though, his mind more occupied on what she's saying. ]
I just ... [ he doesn't want to say no, because it's not that he's outright refusing. but it's not exactly the kind of thing he's done before.
labels aren't just really a thing for him. particularly with the kind of relationships he's had. ]
Never really done it before.