𝙰𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚆𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚕𝚢.
“… Your handwriting is very neat.”
He doesn't mind that @HERETICSFATE is there. They are another killer afterall.
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚠 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝. 𝙷𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎-
Replying to @unholyashfall @HERETICSFATE
⠀ even if he was slightly disappointed, he was also ... content with what could have happened. if he could remember. perhaps one too many drinks? he glanced at the corner of his eye, unable to hide the smirk that curled his lips.
𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎. 𝙷𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚗, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚔. 𝙷𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚏 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚝 𝙰𝚕𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚌




















