Hey Fellas. / Open Starter. - Blog Posts

open starter for mutuals!

"what's with the face?" her hand gesturing to the expression in question.

open starter for mutuals

safety came in many forms when entering natasha's home, it began with the utter darkness that consumed each room other than the light from the moon that crept through the curtains. there was the knife kept by the bedside, and the pistol between the mattress and the box spring. people there was the occasional piece of furniture that jutted just enough into a walkway to trip someone who wasn't aware of the layout. and there was the creak of the door that she hadn't felt the need to fix.

she sat in silence, unmoving, sleep still in her voice as she spoke to the intruder. "you've got a lot of nerve coming this late without a head's up."

open starter for mutuals

leaning against the counter in the kitchen like it's the only thing that's keeping her standing there's nothing between them but silence. it's a calm silence she lets embrace her like an old friend. there are several seconds that pass before a sigh escapes her lips as though the thought of speaking is literal torture. natasha's patient as she speaks, ensuring with each word that she's composed and put together, a stark contrast to the feelings that she has on the inside. "you've got to be fucking kidding me." alright, maybe she wasn't as composed as she wanted to appear.