ᴀʙꜱᴇɴᴄᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ɢʀᴀᴅᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴛʀᴀɴꜱᴄᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ. ꜰɪɴᴅɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴇɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴋɪɴᴅ ᴏꜰ Qᴜɪᴇᴛ.

ᴡɪʟʟɪᴀᴍ ʜᴀᴛᴇꜱ ʜᴏᴡ ᴇᴀꜱɪʟʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ᴜɴʀᴀᴠᴇʟꜱ ʜɪᴍ. ʜᴇ ʜᴀᴛᴇꜱ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ ᴄʀᴀᴠᴇꜱ ɪᴛ.

ᴋ ᴋɴᴏᴡꜱ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ'ᴅ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴀꜱꜱɪɢɴᴇᴅ—ʏᴇᴛ ʜᴇꜱɪᴛᴀᴛᴇꜱ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ʜᴇ'ꜱ ꜰᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜɪᴍꜱᴇʟꜰ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ-ᴛᴏ-ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ.

┆[TLOU]: «One trespassing teenager. One isolated farm. And one very bad first impression. Joel Miller isn't sure which part of the day went most wron...

┆[TFP]: «You should be a stranger. An ex-Decepticon keeping distance from the war, and Bumblebee knows he should respect that. So why does his spark ...

┆[HAZBIN HOTEL]: «Alastor would rather swallow his own pride than acknowledge how deeply he'd grown accustomed to your presence—which makes it all th...

┆[TLOU]: «Joel knows someone like you could have anyone—which is why it unsettles him ...

̇. 𖦹 ̇— When rationality fades out of existence, and desire builds, mistakes are inbound to happen.

̇. 𖦹 ̇— It sucked, painfully so. Rung wasn’t one to often get sick, but when he did, it was frustratingly bad.

̇. 𖦹 ̇— It's a miracle. It should be a miracle. Yet the echoes of a lost past still linger.

❝ POURING EMOTIONS ...

❝ LOOSING TOUCH ❞

・...

He’s more than willing to whisk you away for the sole purpose of entertainment.

Boredom could kill. Its cure? A party that strays from all proper etiquette.

You sway his amusement in a way that has him indefinitely hooked

To loose his home once was unbearable enough. To loose it a second time brought unfathomable pain with it.

He figured he’d find your presence in hell at some point, though not yet so soon.

The distance ever prominent did little to deter his mind from wandering back to the thought of you.

Perhaps his ideals have long since changed into something unrealistic.

He’d never trade your infuriating existence in his life for anything.