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My muse is sick and won’t admit it. Send:✨To catch them when they pass out
Oh man. This wasn’t good. He knew this feeling, and knew it well, from his childhood. The dizzy, light headed feeling. The sudden vertigo. He should probably find somewhere to sit down.
His crimson eyes scanned for a place to sit, settling on a bench after a few moments. Though getting to that bench was a hard task than he’d expected. The demon ended up gently bumping into someone as he walked, simultaneous loosing his grip on his consciousness and falling heavily into the stranger’s arms.









