dollpocalypse | The Edge of the Island

Entry tags:

contents of packaging: topher brink,
event: bde: the nothing,
external packaging: topher brink,
fact: brink crushes are not your crushes,
i answer to: tony stark,
issue: tony stark is my reason to live,
mood: clingy,
person: tony: braincrush ♥♥♥,
place: grounds

The Edge of the Island | Sunday Evening

The world hadn't ended. The world was okay and there were people hugging and crying, but the lights were still off in the room across the hall from his, which meant that Topher had only one place to check.

He didn't run, though it was a near thing, and that was mainly because his legs still felt a little shaky after having flown around a freaking mountaintop on a wingless dragon. So he walked, his heart pounding erratically with worry and hope. A nervous habit kicked in, and as he stepped into view of the very tip of the island, Topher brought one knuckle up into his mouth to chew on uncertainly.

Please let him be there, please let him be there...

[[For guess who.]]