“How many times do I have to repeat myself? Leave. Now. The room is starting to smell…” His tone was authoritative as his breath slapped her cheek but by now she knew the truth in his speech. She could read him like a book. “Leave” really whispered “Never leave my side.” and that, that she swore, she would never do.
tumblr has given me the worst sense of humor ever i’m gonna be so screwed for school like if some student catches on fire i’ll probably burst into laughter