#[ RAH PLEASE THESE TWO ARE GNA BE SO FUNNNNN ]

[caeroseus]

" what are you working on ? " // cassius is finally here to bother atti >;3

hunched over his typewriter was a typical position for Atticus, not that anything ever came of it for the most part. his words were so difficult to find ever since he was turned, the instrument of his passion untouched for decades. every time he sat by it, the words would die as quickly as they formed in his mind, allowing no ideas to make it to the paper.

today, was no different.

he looks almost pensive, defeated by the terrors that torment his mind on a consistent basis. he opts instead to simply trace lines and circles on the object in front of him. his thoughts numb down to a trance-like state until the voice of someone that wasn't his twin appears behind him, snapping him back to reality with a start, a gasp escaping him as he jolted around, his elbow hitting the desk unceremoniously.

"WHAT- oh my god. can you not do that please?!" he announces, struggling to catch his breath, a half-hearted grumble following, "rghh.. I'm trying to write. quick question. how the fu-" he stops himself. tries again. "how did you get in again?"