^{@ccoroner     /     random  ask.}

^{these days overfill with nothing ;    the stagnation pours past the brim for his sensation of time.   days,  seconds,   and  weeks meld into an unknown whole  —   he  can never  piece it apart no  matter  how  hard he tries.    one minute jumps to an hour and he’s brought alive by the  question.   differently - shaded  eyes  take  note  of  the  man  as  a  hand  dives  into  the  inner breast  pocket  of  his  suit jacket.}  

^{“  one of  life’s  greatest  sorrows,  “     words almost  light  by  his  voice :    a contrast  to  his  quick withdrawal  of  his  lighter.   it  glimmers  beneath  the  streetlamp  hanging  overhead when he holds it up.   a  deft  thumb,  familiar  with  this  gesture too many times,  flips  open  its  lid  and  gives  a  few  flicks  that makes a new source of light.  a tiny flame holds out for them.    “   leaving a cigarette  unlit.  that’d  be a crime. “}  

  _{@thievinggentleman   /  random ask.}

_{“   really. wonder what annoyed looks like to you,  “    fingers dip into the pocket of his blazer and there’s an emptiness there.    his eyes shut,  his brows draw closer by the center.  a little anger tightening the features of his face.    “  give it back.  “} 

   ^{flips open the cover of his pack and tilts it towards him.  he’s silent when he offers,  not even looking up.   have fun with a free cigarette,  pal.    /   @deathfanged​  random ask.}