It was unfortunate, severely actually. You could go out there and live your life while he just has to watch like some lunatic in the window.

“don’t go,”

He was basically begging you, rolling his head against your shoulder with a grumble. Tate was desperate, he didn’t want you to…go out in the real world, maybe find someone—alive?

But you were already ready, you already dressed up and put that useless stuff on your pretty face. How’s he gonna convince you to stay now?

“please?..”

Maybe a plead would work, or his sad droopy eyes containing nothing but need, nothing but want.

as you can see, tate is one persistent boy. If he wants something he’s gonna figure out how to get it, even if it includes—whatever.

But how does he bribe you? You’re not very easy to break, he doesn’t like that very much either.