/Gill.

gypsywarriorstar:

billandgill:

gypsywarriorstar:

I don’t say anything and I freeze more in the rain. Gill rides fast, like a bat out of hell. The wind is so cold. He could of at least let me get a sweater.

Star is drenched to the skin and shivering, Gill doesn’t care, rain never killed anyone:

“We’re here,” he states after ten or so minutes, pressing down on the brakes hard.

I jump off the bike, shivering to much, soaked. He leads me inside and it feels colder in there than out side.

He leads her in one of the rooms where Zoe and Edgar are still in bed:

“Got one.”

Edgar is quite unresponsive.

(Source: its-star-betch)



Posted on Saturday, 26 November 2011.
Originally from its-star-betch, Reblogged from its-star-betch
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