❛ ━━━━ DON’T GET BLOOD ON THE CARPET. ❜ there’s a moment of hesitation, laughter bubbling up their throat. the room is barren, smelling of mold. the concrete behind the wallpaper exposed. it is their private estate / their palace / castle ‘pon the hill. a stained bathmat just at the foot of the bed had been the extent of their carpeting. the floor is hard underneath their feet. ❛ just keep your hands to yourself, actually. you reek of human and the little ones will creep from the woodwork to lick your fingers. ❜ / @chxsseur










