open: f/nb muse: priya devi inspo: xx
the blood covers her close and her best friend is across the room, shock covering her face. "oh get over it. it's just a little blood." priya wipes her mouth on the back of her hand. "besides i'm not killing just anyone. i'm killing boys." as if that made a difference to a sane person. but it was the truth, priya was only killing boys. it was only their souls she needed. "so you don't have to worry."













