Parker sits on the hood of her jeep, boots planted against the bumper as she clears dried blood from beneath her nails with an army pocketknife.
𝙶𝚄𝙽𝙿𝙾𝚆𝙳𝙴𝚁 &̲ 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑑 retweeted
》𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘴.
》+ 18.
》𝘉𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘹𝘶𝘢𝘭.
》𝘚𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵.
》𝘔𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘺.
》𝘊𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘺.
“I know right?!” Tone of voice and the expression on Parker’s face insinuates that this question has been brewing in her head for quite a while.
“They look too fancy for a place like this so there must be something.”
something about time and space slowed. the flame danced in a mesmerizing slow rhythm between two breaths, threatening to blow it off and at the same time, it all happened within a —- BLINK.
the alcohol, the fire rising, Parker getting {…}
dragged and losing her balance only to land safely yet only a few steps away from the fire. then chaos followed along, the screams, the panic. for a brief moment, Parker was back in Syria; gunshots everywhere, panic and screaming and {…}


































