#*sprinkles verses like that extinct salt guy meme*

[chmydarling]

“ hey, kiddo. how do you feel? “

❛ i think my arms are gonna fall off. ❜

he winces at the tender, trembling muscles in question. they bothered him more than the grazes on his face and chin; he'd earned these battle scars after having his legs kicked out from beneath him. because one of the men- perhaps guard would be more accurate and/or fitting- had recently taken a particular dislike to him. the reason? they didn't like his face. they really, really didn't like his face. the shoves and the random punches and kicks hurt, sure. but maybe not as much as the knowledge that he was a target for them, that they were singling him out specifically. that unnerving information often silenced any jokes or comments or challenges that arose within him.

because it was the thought, the t h r e a t, of an audience with h i m. in that office, in that chair. that was what kept him awake most nights in line. relatively.

today, he'd been tasked with lugging around what he was certain had to be bowling balls. it sure felt like that, anyway. maybe it was rocks. or bricks or something? he wasn't sure anymore. he didn't care. anymore. although days at howe's dragged by agonisingly, they often bled into one another. they strived or struggled for the same goal, day after day; carver was hell-bent on forever strengthening, expanding and fortifying the place. his kingdom. whilst simultaneously destroying, weakening and sometimes even obliterating entirely the morale, faith and health of the inhabitants of their community.

❛ i better look like freaking popeye by the time this is done, man. ❜ he follows up weakly.

if it ever would be.

sometimes, most days, it felt like he was never going to see or know anything but these walls. and this place.

sometimes, he felt like taking his chances out there. he thought and dreamt about it often. of the opportunity to do so. but maybe that was all it could be. a dream. an impossible one, at that.

❛ how about you? tough day at the office? ❜