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ᅠ ᅠ "You see, when they're apart, they're absolute fucking rubbish. But, you put them together...they’re the goddamn fucking Spice Girls.“
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⠀⠀ ⠀⠀𓏲⁎ ݁. ⌖ ༽ . @bonesknacker
probably th’only proper thing ye ever said in yer entire life, army wanker.
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‶woulda not call this a liquor, mate. but i’ll take yer word fer that.ʺ ever a teaser, william proceeds to mix the last set of ingredients to his concoction——and voilá.
careful steps lead him back to the living room, only to place one +
"I can handle my liquor, don't worry mate,"
Its homey, really. Makes Billy feel more like a person, so arthur can't complain. The smell reminds arthur a bit of home anyways, his mother making spell jars and stashing herbs for the winter.
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adjusting his own black trenchcoat, billy then turns around to catch his signature crowbar and two rounded objects that heavily resembled grenades. a showstopper, through and through.
‶that shitface with a worm fer a cock and his lil’ bald +
Almost immediately, the signature Butcher smirk tugged at the corners of his lips. “Which ones?”
He was already grabbing his jacket, sliding it on over his arms and shoulders and heading toward the door.
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arthur can hear some clinking of bottles added to some slicing. a fresh scent of ginger and lemon wafts from the room.
long days are pretty much his whole routine so billy is used to it by now.
‶ya wanna get knackered? or big pass?ʺ











