𝘓𝘶𝘬𝘦. @BrooderBalance

@WildBravado his hands and perhaps one of those times he could change it all. However, they stayed black and white and here the two were, turned strangers, to prove it.

@WildBravado loaded gun that was his words. Tainted by the sea air. “Can’t say it was, but I see you and know that at least in benifited one of them.” Even if he left for selfish reasons he came back to the same city they met in a far too many times to relive. The past was tangible putty in

𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 @WildBravado ; Relaxation. A period in which he could enjoy himself, or so he had hoped. The beach held his attention as the sand got in his hair and everywhere else. A novel sat in his lap that he wasn’t exactly planning to read, but instead

@WildBravado Though jerky, being the worst jerk in the world was less than ideal. “That gets people hurt and you weren’t the goal there, but it happened.” He sighed, rubbing his face out to shake the ounce of emotion that remained. They said their peace or at least he believed he said his.

@WildBravado I did. Sometimes you just do things that you-“ He wouldn’t say he regretted it. He wouldn’t hold all those strings in the air and act like he loved her to leave once more. Not that he didn’t and part of him still clinged to those thoughts, but it was better to drown them.

@WildBravado burnt the whole town down to fit their needs. He needed an out to this conversation and gazing everywhere but where they were gave the impression he wanted in the moment. Lackadaisical fuckboy? Eh he would take it.

@WildBravado emotional sort, he struggled to see how people shifted in front of him. He kept a blasé expression gripping onto the novel and placing more distance between the two. Not wishing to mimick her fiery expression. Where there’s smoke there’s fire and when they were one they

@WildBravado predict what she say in a snarky way anymore hurt.

@WildBravado stood up, shaking all of the sand off of himself with his hands, holding his book as a deflector in case she hit him. Not exactly her style when they were back hanging out, but things had changed and she could’ve become suddenly very violent. The fact that he couldn’t know her or

why the one that tortured him? He muffled his own voice still fingers crossed she wouldn’t engage past hello. He hurt her, so if she wanted to flaunt in his face and leave have it at that. Just as long as she left without his soul. “Hey,”

foolish idea wouldn’t have even entered his mind. Inspiration taping at the brain as he laid ever so still as if a bear was coming to get him. Until that is, he knew the voice, oh lord he knew who it was. Of all the places the raven-haired beauty could go to, of all the beaches,