joey-coyne:

sophie-jacobs:

Let’s go walking in the rain: Joey

joey-coyne:

sophie-jacobs:

joey-coyne:

He bit his bottom lip, quiet, “And how’m I supposed to prove myself?”

“Tell me about yourself.” She whispers, biting down on her lips, “Anything. Everything….

He bites his bottom lip, nodding, “Acerbus wouldn’t have… Been in love. Or even liked someone, I suppose.” His eyes flit up to hers in silence, “have you ever…?”