❝ HERO, THEY
^WHISPER AS THE YOUNG BOY WALKS BY... ❞
est. 04.06.17

written by dani
( sideblog to wistcrias )

        _{She’s a swerve of lights and a rush of ADRENALINE like a kick to the chest, breath snatched straight from Jeff;s lungs ––} no warning, no explanation. _{A swish of hair the color of sand or starlight, dirty blond and extraordinary, for a reason he can’t quite figure out. There’s a hole where the answer should be, and Jeff’s wading in shallow memories, trying to place her face, sinking faster than he can swim.  who are you / who are you / who are you ?}

_{He tips the barista at Starbucks way too generously and races out after the blonde without thinking. Coffee flies everywhere when he INEVITABLY trips over his feet ( be patient with him, Emma, he’s still learning how to walk with legs that won’t forgive him for a night he can’t make up for ). “ Shit. Shit. Shit. ” Jeff’s gaze snaps up to meet hers. “ Sorry, did I –– Are you –– I mean, are you –– ” Deep breath in, he starts again. “ Sorry. I’m not usually this much of a MESS. Just… I have to ask: do I know you? ”} 

–– @cortanascars plotted.