TARTAGLIA 🦇༄.°

𝓪 𝓱𝓾𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻'𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓻𝓼𝓽 🦇

good morning

s e d u c t i v e s u n d a y cred @ Chalseu_D

he sighed, covering half of his face with the blanket. she smelled intoxicating... moreso than he would usually find. yet, his throat was dry. it felt like he had gone to sumeru and stuffed his face with sand... " could you bring water? "

ooe. good morning comrades !!

good evening.

the man slowly peeks his head out from under the blankets, breath heavy and hair a mess. " irene ? " he called her name, wincing slightly as the air hit the back of his throat, it felt like fire.

ooe. good morning !

mmh - ( he covers himself with the sheets and covers. the sunlight seeping in through the curtains of his room give him a headache... )

ooe. goodnight, comrades !

s e d u c t i v e s u n d a y cred. @ wiistef