(Luna 😭)
(Y'all 😭)
(No, we can't let this die! 😭)
(Yeh I’m for sure not ready, he’s literally the purest of all of them)
(Im not on it much either haha but it’s nice to have a backup Ill probs send a friend request tomorrow
But anyway I think Luke should die from the Flare for plot purposes)
(At least we’ll have closure. Oh and can I have your Discord Shadow I saw you mention it in your profile or goodbye post but couldn’t find it hehe)
(The potato people are crazy 😭)
I drew it lol
(Aight I’ll describe it
It’s just two poorly drawn blob figures eating toast by the stream and you can only tell it’s toast because Phil labeled everything with his crap handwriting lol)
(Probably more like a picture than a letter hehe)
( oooh wait let’s have it where Phil had a letter in his pocket and Andrew found it somehow lol)
(Neeeer farrrrrrrr wherever you arrrrrrrrre)
(Shadow, what should I name the Philabdi fanfic that Ima make?)
(Phil’s death actually cut so deep)
(But Luke isn’t immune 😭)
Skye shrieked as she lunged for Lucas. “Luke! What’s wrong? What happened?” She patted his cheeks and pressed her ear to his chest and sighed when she felt his heart pushing back. Too fast. Way too fast. Skye glanced up to Lucas’ pale face, gasping in horror at the bright red flush creeping up his neck. “How did I not notice any of this?” she murmured in a panicked tone.
Skye gave Lucas a once over, her eyebrows drawing together in concern. “Are you sure, Luke? If you’re sick, you need to be treated for it,” she said worriedly, running her hands down his arms and smoothing his hair from his forehead.
(I mean we’re not chillin cause Phil’s dead but ya know)
(You’re good we’re chillin)
And I never saw this, either. 🥺 I woulda loved to have one for Phil and Skye.