caught up in a rush, screaming at the sun [p]

[basorexia]

[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 500px; min-height: 9px; font-family:; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; color: black; padding: 10px"]Emersyn stirs, rolling onto his side as his eyes crack open to look at the alpha. He shifts to sit up a little, rubbing at his eye and parting his jaws in a yawn before taking a look down at the plates settled on the nightstand. That’s... For him. He reaches over to grab his plate, using the fork to begin shoveling food into his mouth. The salty mix of the salmon along with the sweetness of the berries is enough to make him cry, but he manages to hold them back. ”My name is Emersyn. I go by Emery,” he murmurs, swallowing and shoving another spoonful into his mouth.

His stomach gurgles with need, welcoming the food that maneuvers to his belly. He paces himself, ensuring that he doesn’t put in more food that he can handle. He curls a lock of his shoulder-length hair behind his hair, looking to the alpha and searching his face. ”Why are you being so nice to me?” he asks at last, eyebrows furrowing.

[ blegh sorry for the short post :^(( ]