#convo:b

[rennisaint]

              “ hm, yeah, i could do that, ” bryce sniffed and cut them a glance, hoping they’d take the hint. he didn’t want to be bothered.

[rennisaint]

@themelissapark

               “ fuck... ” it was cold, and if it wasn’t for the warmth rune he’d traced onto his neck before this hunt, he might’ve been shivering. adrenaline was coursing through him, and his hearing felt like it was going in and out. there was a lot of red. was it his blood? “ lissa...? ” he groaned, trying to roll over. what had just happened? why couldn’t he remember...? “ lissa! ” his voice was hoarse and pain shot up his side the more he moved.

[rennisaint]

@wemonsherry

           smoke was flowing from the oven, a horrid burnt sugar smell accompanying it. baking tray over his head, fanning at the smoke detector and having opened all the windows, fan blowing over head, bryce looked about as non-composed as possible. he saw eva coming in the front door and looked over at her with wide eyes. “ this is why i don’t cook. ”

[rennisaint]

@wemonsherry

           “ ...are you-- ” a smirk appeared on bryce’s lips, amusement and a little confusion laced into his featured. “ are you jealous? ”

[rennisaint]

@wemonsherry

               "Okay, I don't know how to make the fact that I don't give a shit any clearer than that."

[rennisaint]

@themelissapark

           “ don’t try to pretend as if you didn’t just say that. ”