A breathy noise escapes Carl as he tenses, unsure of what to do in the face of this kind of danger. ”Dad?“ he manages in a small voice, the tremble, that hadn't been there for many years, audible once more.

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C. Grimes | RP · Aug 14, 2020 · 7:21 AM UTC

C. Grimes | RP@whisperbit14 Aug 2020

The forces seem a bit spread thin, and god only knows shit just loves to hit the fan when people aren't prepared.

C. Grimes | RP · Aug 12, 2020 · 1:46 PM UTC

C. Grimes | RP@whisperbit12 Aug 2020

[Open roleplay to anyone] The unsavory taste of an empty stomach hung on the back in the back of his throat, pairing obnoxiously with the ruthmic pounding that always seemed to find him after having the wound on the right side of his face flushed and cleaned to prevent (cont.)

C. Grimes | RP · Aug 12, 2020 · 1:46 PM UTC

C. Grimes | RP@whisperbit12 Aug 2020

(cont.) dirt and infection. Just behind his good eyes— or rather, his good eye, and where his eye would have been—, the headache came in waves and throbbing distress. And so, Carl breathed deeply through his nose, elbows resting as support upon the kitchen table.

C. Grimes | RP · Aug 11, 2020 · 4:40 AM UTC

C. Grimes | RP@whisperbit11 Aug 2020

I'm a bitter fucking bitch.

C. Grimes | RP · Jun 7, 2019 · 3:37 PM UTC

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C. Grimes | RP · Aug 9, 2020 · 12:14 PM UTC

C. Grimes | RP@whisperbit9 Aug 2020

Jesus christ.

C. Grimes | RP · Apr 12, 2020 · 2:55 AM UTC

C. Grimes | RP@whisperbit12 Apr 2020

His laugh was breathy, hand reaching up to touch the matted hair. "Is it that bad?" It was. Caked with leaves, there was a twig in that mess, poking out from the rat's nest. "Can you help me out, then?"

༄ 𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇@KasitonPerhe12 Apr 2020

Happily, he kissed the boy right back, sighing softly with the tiniest smile on his face as they parted lips just so he could really look at Carl’s face, ❛Yeah . . it’s a relief seeing you . . this hair though, someone needs a haircut❜ The taller boy teased softly.

C. Grimes | RP · Apr 12, 2020 · 1:58 AM UTC

C. Grimes | RP@whisperbit12 Apr 2020

With a hand on the back of Mitch's neck, Carl gave him a quick kiss. He'd always been more prone to affection when no one was looking. Alone, just the two of him, that cold shell of a survivor falling away for a moment. "What a relief," he said, cracking a smile.

༄ 𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇@KasitonPerhe12 Apr 2020

Not like Mitch looked any better, but he had cut his hair more recently so it was a lot shorter and of course the beard was still there. Had to be. ❛Good . . Because I missed you❜

C. Grimes | RP · Apr 12, 2020 · 12:26 AM UTC

C. Grimes | RP@whisperbit12 Apr 2020

His hair was awful and uncut, all dead ends and far past his shoulders, and a decent sized bandage covered his jaw, pink scrapes peeking out under sterile white, but he positively glowed in Mitch's presence, no matter how roughed you he was. "Yes, it's a 'yes'!"

༄ 𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇@KasitonPerhe12 Apr 2020

He’s grinning whilst wrapping his arms around his waist just as quick, holding him close against his chest, ❛Guess that’s a yes❜