- This topic has 1,653 replies, 20 voices, and was last updated 4 hours, 14 minutes ago by
.
-
Posts
-
Mothy…..0_0
Ari
The silence stretched thin. A boy three seats ahead elbowed his neighbor and glanced back at Moth with an amused smirk. Moth shrank a little further into himself.
Ari’s eyes went black. He locked gaze with the back of the boy’s head. Slowly, the boy turned to look. The color drained from his face.
The teacher didn’t seem to notice, but no one else tried to laugh at Moth.
A cup of tea is cheaper than therapy.
Lois
“I believe those questions are better suited for a poet or a philosopher, not a scientist, my friend,” Lois murmured gently to Moth. He glanced up at Ellis. He wasn’t sure why, possibly for support. The prince was resting his head on one hand, seemingly trying to but failing to hide an amused smile. Lois felt that the rest of the room had grown tense in the teacher’s confused silence. He hoped the lesson would distract everyone soon.
Any paint can be finger paint if you don't care enough
Moth
For once, Moth did not hear the voices of those around him. Their words punctured his mind some of the way, and he vaguely registered their meaning. He might have pushed away his disappointment — disappointment, was it? — and enjoyed the lecture. The professor had said something to him and was now writing something else.
But a stranger in front of him looked back and smirked. A moment later, to one side, Ellis was smiling. Something about the smile twisted Moth’s gut.
...
- You must be logged in to reply to this topic.