❛ l o v e the shoes ! let me guess , some prada / dior shit i’d have to drive four hours away to buy ? they don’t pawn that kinda’ LUXURY at my shop , what i would do to find a gem like this. ❜ ♡ / @ettoga

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❛ l o v e the shoes ! let me guess , some prada / dior shit i’d have to drive four hours away to buy ? they don’t pawn that kinda’ LUXURY at my shop , what i would do to find a gem like this. ❜ ♡ / @ettoga
❝ –––– What? ❞ A large paw hand flies to the lower half of his face, the other one still clinging to his lunch ( a big, fat burrito ). ❝ There something in my beard? ❞ ( // @ettoga )
the room’s become humid with humiliation, a tense rainforest with vines of dread coiling around their limbs. in truth, audrey had started the scene that had unfolded as if in a dramatic reenactment of lord of the flies. and now, even she felt guilty just looking at the shattered screen, a plethora of cracks adorning its surface. a scintilla of remorse furrows her brow, and as silence sheathes them, aside from a low mumble of chatter in hushed breaths, she seeks the corners, wishes to merge into the walls and never be seen again. in the process she finds another, not caring to know her by name ; social skills weren’t exactly audrey’s forte. but she seems shaken, and audrey needs a distraction anyway. ❛ —— you okay ? ❜
@ettoga.
‘ so -- -- -- yous free this friday ? ‘cause i’ve been thinking , maybe... ‘ // @ettoga liked
▸ ▐ @ettoga !
reaper’s gown cloaks, digits lifted to beckon with an eerie silence overcoming. three pits of darkness / mocking of the bloodshed, smallest quirk of lips neath mask. tension’s released with the ghost of each cry for mercy, crimson life spilling upon shoes, slicking the floor & splattering overgarment. fingertips reach, grasping mask’s sides with careful precision & rising. azure gaze flickering, ever present smirk pulling against lips. ❛ -------- personally i prefer the slashing method, not the cleanest but certainly the most fun. ❜
@ettoga. starter call - random.
‘ You ever read From Here to Eternity? ’
❛ you, me - lunch date. yes or no ? ❜
+*:;;:* @ettoga*:;;:*+゚