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[littlehazuki-blog]

Hear ye. Hear ye!

From The Eternity Cure: “Who are you trying to fool? People are food. ... You're not any less of a monster than I am."

[feverkiller]

01. Wide Eyes

Lips parted gently as they invited the promise of an unhurried death in the form of a rolled stick of nicotine. Sight settled upon the doorway leading to the house he took an oath to live in for fourteen months (per the lease agreements). Silence went interrupted as the sound of his exhale provided a cloud of smoke, which both calmed his nerves and intensified the need to fix his craving once more. Allowing the cigarette to hang from his mouth, Shizuo placed his hands into their according pockets as he began to walk forward.

Entering the new (or perhaps 'old' was a more proper fit) household invited mixed emotions. Granting the wandering thoughts of a new experience was certainly one of them. Allowing a hand to habitually reach his mouth, Shizuo cradled the promise of cancer with his middle and index finger. "This place is gonna require some work." He murmured, glance wandering to each individual example. The banister was practically torn apart and a leak was certainly apparent due to the monotone dripping noise coming from somewhere in the household. It was't optimal, but the space was in livable condition.

Noting the sound of footsteps from behind, the brute gave a leisurely glance to the doorway, a surprisingly attractive woman in his view. Another huff from his cigarette before letting his hand fall from his mouth, Shizuo turned to face her properly as a brow lifted in his own form of a greeting. "You the neighbor or something?"