springofdrums's profile picture. ໑㇂𝙼𝚈𝚃𝙷𝙾𝙻𝙾𝙶𝚈 & 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙸𝙲 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁 ⋆* ⁀➷ ᴅʀᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ.⋆。୭̥ ❝─Wᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɪss sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴀsɴ’ᴛ ᴀ ɢɪʀʟ?❞

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@springofdrums

໑㇂𝙼𝚈𝚃𝙷𝙾𝙻𝙾𝙶𝚈 & 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙸𝙲 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁 ⋆* ⁀➷ ᴅʀᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ.⋆。୭̥ ❝─Wᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɪss sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴀsɴ’ᴛ ᴀ ɢɪʀʟ?❞

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a sigh , picking his head up slightly. ❛ yeah . . . long day. ❜ he mumbled. ❛ are you doing alright today ? ❜ almost immediately taking the subject off of himself and onto her — avoiding his problems like he usually does because he doesn’t want to be a burden.

tara drops her bag next to @springofdrums and flops dramatically onto the grass like it’s been the longest day of her life. “so, how’s my favorite drummer doing today?”



/ lowkey miss this verse. the verse should definitely revive itself. REVIVE HEARTSTOPPER VERSE COME BACK


that caused him to turn immediately around, a little startled from the tap but ushered a small smile. “oh, hi ! how are things?” grinned before nodding.

tara drops her bag next to @springofdrums and flops dramatically onto the grass like it’s been the longest day of her life. “so, how’s my favorite drummer doing today?”



he shook his head as he spoke — that was all he could do without falling apart. charlie was never capable of lying, especially to his friends. the entire concept of a lie just filled him with guilt. “i know, and i appreciate you but i’m fine.” he mumbled, looking at the floor.

“charlie.”, her tone is even, she’s hoping it’s calming and reassuring but tara knows that sometimes she can overthink. “did something happen with nick? at home? i’m just worried, that’s all.”



cue the soft smile as he felt his stomach drop once she had mentioned what he was doing. “was i doing that? sorry— sorry, i didn’t mean to… it’s nothing really, i’ll be fine.” giving her have a reassuring squeeze, trying to keep the subject off of him.

reaching across the table with her free hand, tara spoke softly. “charlie you do realize when you’re anxious about something, you refuse to look anyone in the eye?”, the clarinet player asked. “now what’s going on?”



he nods his head in response to her words, giving a gentle smile before he begins to explain what he’s got. “oh — uh, it’s just some stuff for an assignment i’m working on.”

{Written Starter for @springofdrums} The bassist held the door open for her friend who was carrying a pile of boxes. Sahaar chuckled softly. “What’s all this for, Charlie?”



a small nod as he spoke — that was all he could do without falling apart. “i know. thank you.” he mumbled, looking at the floor.

there's a quiet frown on simon's face, his index finger lightly tapping on the space beside him. maybe it's a little stupid to say he can recognize a bit of himself in this stranger, but ... ++



a genuine smile once he heard what she had to say — he thought it was honestly quite endearing. ❛ i – i’ll be alright, tara. i appreciate you checking in on me though, that was sweet . . . ❜ he admitted.

“okay..i just worry.” she says quietly, a slight frown spreading across her lips at the statement. “it’s habit, i guess.”



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