tobydreams
I woke up in terrible chills, like the worst winter I've ever felt, the pain ached in all my bones and I longed for your touch. I missed the warmth of your skin pressed against mine in the worst ways, and I missed the feeling of just feeling. I don't feel anything anymore. It's all your fault.
He shoved the chair backwards, flipping the table over with force that he never really thought he could manage, the man who sat across from him seemed unmoved by the display. Perhaps that's what infuriated him the most.