✍️ + this idiot
Send me ✍️ + a muse, and I’ll try my hand at writing as them || what have i done (if these are bad i am sorry)
Rubbing his hands together, Jack looked at the beautiful display before him. This was it. It was finally Christmas day. It was finally time for the feast he had been waiting for all year. It was time.
Jack felt the smirk make its way onto his features as he was finally served the meat he had been craving.
THE KRAMPUS MEAT.









