LOCKE
She jumps away, kicking at him with a laugh and he can't help but return the sound. He's glad she's willing to play his game. Deep down, he was afraid these moments would be more and more fleeting as time went on. For now, he'd cherish it, bleeding or not. He pushes himself all the way, pausing to steady himself before standing up.
"Alright alright. Remind me not to promise you anymore cakes. If you're going to be this demanding." He presses his bleeding hand into his side, it'll be enough for now until he gets back to his place to bandage it up. "You'll have to let me know what flavors you like. Or you can do some taste testing for me." Either way, he has a feeling he has a long afternoon ahead of him.
-FIN-
"Alright alright. Remind me not to promise you anymore cakes. If you're going to be this demanding." He presses his bleeding hand into his side, it'll be enough for now until he gets back to his place to bandage it up. "You'll have to let me know what flavors you like. Or you can do some taste testing for me." Either way, he has a feeling he has a long afternoon ahead of him.
-FIN-
Callin' it quits now
baby, I'm a wreck
baby, I'm a wreck
