BOW— I mean Chloe.

Who’s— ⦑ Stumbling for a moment to catch his balance, he placed his hands on hers with a soft smile forming for a moment. ⦒ There you are, Haze.

⦑ He arched a brow with concern filled with curiosity. ⦒ Where’s Haze? She’s been. . .exceptionally quiet. That ain’t normal.

It’s quiet. Too quiet. . .

⦑ Blue eyes widened under his shades, not even given a moment to react. That’s a huge bag what’s in— ⦒ ❛ HAZ— ❜ ⦑ He was ready to brace for impact before seeing her skid to a stop. Staring at the bag, he had the drone fly down enough for him to hop off. ⦒ ❛ What’s in the bag? ❜

ɪ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴᴇᴡ ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ᴛᴜɴᴇ, ɪ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴄʟᴏᴜᴅ ʙʏ ᴊᴜɴᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍɪꜱꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀɪɴ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪ ᴍɪꜱꜱ ʏᴏᴜ. . . ✩Literate Independent Hazel Wells, FOP:ANW! ✩MV / MS with chemistry + age group! ✩SFW ONLY / MUSE IS A MINOR! ✩Scribbled by Shiloh/G! #FOPANWRP // #NICKRP // #MVRP

⦑ Stands on drone. He’s here. ⦒

❛ 𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝒐𝒄𝒄𝒖𝒑𝒚 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝒃𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔. ❜

ᗯᖇITEᖇ‘ᔕ IᑎᖴO.

ᑕᖇEᗪIT.

ᔕᕼIᑭᔕ.

ᗩᑕᑕOᑌᑎT IᑎᖴO.

TᕼᖇEᗩᗪᔕ.