( and let it be known that even without his Spine, heine's still fast as shit. without even shoving his hoodie on, hair still sticking up in all fucking directions and still wearing the clothes he had slept in { smells like a dog, goddamn} but he makes it to 1470 not long after he'd sent the last text, doesn't go in not because badou told him not to but fuck carol, and he doesn't even watch where he puts his feet, doesn't pay attention to anything else except getting there.
when he does get into the backyard, heine's exhausted and breathing hard but he's in one piece--even if he does look shaken. give him a second to catch his breath. )
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( and let it be known that even without his Spine, heine's still fast as shit. without even shoving his hoodie on, hair still sticking up in all fucking directions and still wearing the clothes he had slept in { smells like a dog, goddamn} but he makes it to 1470 not long after he'd sent the last text, doesn't go in not because badou told him not to but fuck carol, and he doesn't even watch where he puts his feet, doesn't pay attention to anything else except getting there.
when he does get into the backyard, heine's exhausted and breathing hard but he's in one piece--even if he does look shaken. give him a second to catch his breath. )