[ don't worry about it, he says, but sena knows they're not cool, and he is worrying about it — mistakes are the one thing he hates to make because he never knows what they'll cost him. sometimes it's a band-aid and a scolding. other times it's broken bones and his entire world.
he doesn't yet know what this one will cost, but he feels sick thinking about it as he walks through the open door, following tross with completely silent footsteps. it was supposed to be fun. a couple of nudes in tross' bed and a quick raid of his fridge. a harmless joke.
he's so fucking stupid. he made tross cry.
did he do this to delphi, too? ]
You don't have to fucking lie. I know you're mad. Just — say whatever you want to say. You want to hit me? Just don't go for the face. And you only get one shot.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
he doesn't yet know what this one will cost, but he feels sick thinking about it as he walks through the open door, following tross with completely silent footsteps. it was supposed to be fun. a couple of nudes in tross' bed and a quick raid of his fridge. a harmless joke.
he's so fucking stupid. he made tross cry.
did he do this to delphi, too? ]
You don't have to fucking lie. I know you're mad. Just — say whatever you want to say. You want to hit me? Just don't go for the face. And you only get one shot.