* ⌒ 𝑒𝓃 𝐅 ͡ᵘ𝙴┈ G⃞𝖔 . retweeted
her reporting is guided by a s͟i͟n͟g͟l͟e͟ ͟ ͟ ͟p͟r͟e͟m͟i͟s͟e͟ : no office , no fortune , and no figure stands beyond 𝘀𝗰𝗿𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗻𝘆 .
a grimace befell the man as he heard the words the enchantress speak. he had to be careful with his choice of words —— hell, he wasn’t sure speaking is the right option.
“ i’d prefer to keep all my limb in tact, ‘cause i wouldn’t be
clever or not, just the warmth of the flames within him was enough to cause some meltage.
tattooed brows furrow down above his gaze; with what movement he could muster, “ ice ain’t ever been too effective against me, unfortunately. ”
spell is cast, and just as quickly, the ice begins to drip and melt. the encasement surely wasn’t * meant to last against chato, was it?
* ⌒ 𝑒𝓃 𝐅 ͡ᵘ𝙴┈ G⃞𝖔 . retweeted
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“ yeah, ” chato grimaced, “ that makes sense. ”
he was never too hungry after the fact, either ——- it always felt like the opposite, like he wanted to throw up, as if that would vomit out the sin of the
that’s what he’d always tell himself, after he’d black out.
“ i’m hoping nobody tries to start shit with you. ” chato glances around and spots some leftover napkins from a previous day’s take — out; he reaches

























