+ fromdemons

   ❝ ugh! ❞

         it’s not the first time she’s had hot sauce &
         nacho cheese spilled all over her pants by
         her sidekick. it’s not unusual for him to run
         away squealing like a girl either as soon as
         she shot him a very dark glare.

                 the freelance hero glances up at the stranger
                 & shoots her a worried smile before her hand
                 gestures to the bag beside the other. 

                              ❝ could you pass me that bag?
        i think—— hope there’s some napkins in there. ❞