☤ [drops the thing and runs]
Send me a “☤” For my muses reaction to waking up with your muses head between their legs.
"Mmm— shit, you should not be that good already.”
He’s assuming it’s Hyacinthe because that’s the only logical explanation. That, or a burglar broke into his house and decided his morning wood was too good an opportunity to waste. Actually— quick peek and…—yeah, it’s Hyacinthe.
Bullet dodged.











