subconsciouslygolden:
ᴇʟɪxɪʀ ʜᴇᴀʟᴇᴅ﹕ ᴊᴜʙɪʟᴇᴇ
"I guess you could say I was blessed with a golden voice.“ He took the bottle and tossed back a mouthful. "I’d say no pun intending, but we both know the truth.”
She chuckled quietly before eyeing him with curiosity. “Oh. You’re funny. What makes a funny guy drink alone?”












