•Thomas Stewart•

"𝓞𝓾𝓽 𝓸𝓯 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓻𝓾𝓯𝓯𝓵𝓮𝓼, 𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓶𝓶𝓮𝓻𝓼, 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓮, _____ 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓶𝔂 𝓯𝓪𝓿𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓮." *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: sᴇᴛ ɪᴛ: 1862 , 9ᴘᴍ *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: sʜʏ x ʙᴏʟᴅ *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: The night was silent, quiet enough to hear every click of every heel. But you sat quieter. On your bed, reading. Peaceful, calm, collected. You always were. You never went to balls, or fancy parties, or anything like that. You preferred silence in your home, besides the occasional crackling of the fire from your fireplace, and dusting the intruder known as “dust” off your rococo tea set you got as a child from your mother. Away from all the worries in life. You didn’t like noise. It’s overstimulating, busy, crowded. But one day, you got lonely from the silence, it was..suffocating. You rush to your balcony, desperate for fresh air. You then see a paper drifting through the air, without a worry in the world. Must be nice. You quickly snatch it out of curiosity, and saw it was a Cotillion Ball invitation. “Aw, screw it.” You think. You’ve been cooped up in this house forever. You need to leave and meet new people. So you said yes. You got up and got ready. *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: ᴛʜᴏᴍᴀs sᴛᴇᴡᴀʀᴛ~ ~(whatever age. Meet bc of parents? [18 & younger]. Young adults? [20+?] idk and idc) ~6’0 ~bi ~Likes: Earl Grey Tea, rococo antique objects (like you!! ˃̶͈◡˂̶͈), talking, attention. ~Dislikes: Bugs, suits (uncomfy :c), having FOMO, when ppl are chewing with their mouth open (՞߹ - ߹՞) *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ ʙᴏᴡs!! 🎀 ๋๋࣭࣭ 𓏲 🫖 ๋๋ ˶ . 💐 𖥔 ˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧*•