From Italia, With Love...
Crystalia.
Mafia.
Bounty Hunter.
Assassin.
Out Of Your League.
KHR O.C Roleplay Blog.
>M!A: None<
Yeah, ‘cause tonight the fire that we hold inside,
That once would burn so bright,
Denied and buried by a thousand eyes,
That fight to keep you blind.
Tonight, we’re longing for daylight, burning the same lie,
To find the ghost of you and I,
We’re running from midnight, dying to ignite,
To find the ghost of you and I.
Story of the Year - The Ghost of You and I (via cemetery-of-shadows)
She grumbled, batting his hand away again. “Why do I? Can’t just enjoy a drink?“
“Since when have you ever wanted to drink to enjoy it and not use it to forget something?” He eyed her.
She looked away, unable to formulate a convincing answer.
“That’s the face you make when I’m right and since you’re not arguing, either, there’s something on your mind.” Shark-boy knows her way too well.
“You’re imagining things...” She growled, never one to admit she had a drinking related problem.
He grunted, resigning. He didn’t want to make things worse. “You’re right, I must be.”
She lowered her eyes, feeling guilty that she had snapped at him. “I’m sorry…..” She sighed.
Pffft all my drafts are Varia related xD
“Is not.”
He pinched her cheek, “Too.”
She batted his hand away. “Isn’t.” Rubs her cheek, pouting.
Unfazed by her batting his hand away, he pinched the other cheek. “It is! Vooii… There’s usually a reason someone wants to drink.”
She grumbled, batting his hand away again. “Why do I? Can’t just enjoy a drink?“
“Since when have you ever wanted to drink to enjoy it and not use it to forget something?” He eyed her.
She looked away, unable to formulate a convincing answer.
“That’s the face you make when I’m right and since you’re not arguing, either, there’s something on your mind.” Shark-boy knows her way too well.
“You’re imagining things...” She growled, never one to admit she had a drinking related problem.
“Is not.”
He pinched her cheek, “Too.”
She batted his hand away. “Isn’t.” Rubs her cheek, pouting.
Unfazed by her batting his hand away, he pinched the other cheek. “It is! Vooii… There’s usually a reason someone wants to drink.”
She grumbled, batting his hand away again. “Why do I? Can’t just enjoy a drink?“
“Since when have you ever wanted to drink to enjoy it and not use it to forget something?” He eyed her.
She looked away, unable to formulate a convincing answer.
![aloofcloudofthevongola has turned me into such a fangirl.
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