Jun 12, 2018
( @abdultroy )
it wasn’t the first time she’d seen him walking the halls. granted, he wasn’t a seasoned face, not just yet - but he wasn’t completely new, either. the cavae was a revolving door. a tornado of changing faces, both in the cells and out of them. “Listen,” words came without thought when he came peeking through the bars of her cell. “i dont know what exactly you’ve got going on with all of this right now.. but let me tell you, blue could really be your color. bring out those almost dead eyes you’ve been rocking these halls with. find anything interesting?”