Burden knows that in life, one must (tithe) wrote in repose,
Re: In-person: Misha B/Damian W
[Misha, he didn't screech, but he didn't let Damian go neither. He wrapped his arms 'round the other boy tight as he could, good as he could, both knees on the bed now and his grip strong.] I ain't hurt. I ain't hurt. You look at me. I ain't hurt.