“look, russo, i don’t care how you do it. i don’t care what you have to do, or how long it takes. just get me that dracula,” suwon steps fast down the refrigerator aisle of the too-bright corner store. the fluorescents wash everything out in stark white, too bright for his sensitive eyes so he wears a pair of sunglasses he swiped yesterday. the air smells like cheap coffee and sweat stains but suwon’s buzzing. a man with a purpose when he stops in front of a big, boxy claw machine by the penny slots in the back. takes a moment to stare down the third biggest pain in his ass, he swallows. thinks twice on the command to add a meager “please.” suwon pulls out his best pout before he turns to press full-body against the claw machine, eyes on the prize trapped in the glass. “just look at him. purple eyes and that collar ----- he’s taunting us.” ------------ @ofcages
