* β ππ πΏππΌπ, I'm so sorry .... that you grew up too soon. β
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VERY Ooc But Look I Made A Lesbian Rock At My Gfs Cafe :)
VERY ooc but look I made a lesbian rock at my gfs cafe :)
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β several bad choices have lead me to this moment β
sentences from the youtube seriesΒ ,Β buzzfeed unsolvedΒ .Β primarily taken from season 5β²s supernatural investigations .
β β There's no hesitation before Gregory answers, a huff underlying his tone as he shrugs his shoulders, brows furrowed in what's almost disappointment. From a ten year old. Yikes.
"Obviously. I mean, how old are you? And how long have you been working at Fazbear's? I think it's probably more than just several. It seems like a lot. A lot of bad choices."
β β Gregory is beginning to think he chose the wrong adult to take cover with. Most are far too willing to spare a strange kid nothing more than a glance and pretend he isn't there at all. Although speaking softer now, the exchange much less conspicuous than it had initially been, she's still asking too many questions β questions Gregory does not want to answer.
( how can he possibly explain? a flash of a blonde ponytail had sent him into a near panic, half running until it was out of sight and he could blend in amid the slight crowd of mundanity. it likely wasn't even her, but rational thinking hadn't been present ; just fear, the need to get away, to vanish, as quickly as possible ).
"No one. None of your business."
He almost doesn't notice when the pretzel is passed to him, only eyeing it curiously after it's already been in his hands.
"... Why'd you give me this?"
she's not sure what she'd expected when she got out of bed this morning. a calm day at the mall, at the very least - a sea of pants and shirts to choose from and later realize is the same as one she already owned. a stale pretzel, enjoyed on a bench as she wondered what she was missing before she headed home. those were all on her list of things to expect. but a little kid, out of nowhere, clearly using her as cover as he ran from something was the last thing she had on her list.
she knows that she shouldn't humor it, that doing so could get get in trouble, and him in danger. but she also knows there's a sophisticated art to being subtle for the sake of helping someone. β who are you supposed to be here with, kiddo ? β she quizzes, keeping her tone low as she hands him the remaining half of the previously mentioned pretzel, he certainly looks like he could use it. β is someone bothering you? β she further asks, uneasy with the thought of his kid, alone and lost, running from god knows who or what.
@braveburned continued from here.
the only time gregory actually looks at peace and like his defenses are lowered is when he's sleeping and that kills me a little bit