♩(Graaace)
send me ♩ for my muse to catch yours singing in the shower
"If you wanna know - if he loves you so its in his kiss.” Sleipnir was playing the only CD that he had interest in for the millionth morning as he got ready, eyes shut as he let the water mask over his face and his long hair before finally wiping it clear, turning off the shower and the music was all the louder. “That’s where it is - FUCKING HELL -” Sleipnir had pulled open the curtain only to be greeted by someone - that person being Grace. “Get - Get out!” Sleip was a bright red as he reached out, silencing Cher for a moment.











