❛ OH, HELL. You’re so cute. You must get that a lot, huh ?? ❜ He reminds her of her own son, if she had ever actually had one. She’s charmed, nonetheless —- knowing black eyes are obscured by tinted lenses. Naturally, she had coaxed him out —- sought him out, and the proof of it was in the pink wax candle Madonna had lit minutes prior.
It’s a glorious house. The Prophetess lulls her head to the side, drawing off thick glasses. ❛ Do you come with the property? ❜ // @murdrous
















