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“Oh please, you’re over exaggerating Zico, you’re not going to die or anything.” She huffed, figuring he’d say something like that. “And this is my voice!”
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( meme: 💖 )
“Oh please, you’re over exaggerating Zico, you’re not going to die or anything.” She huffed, figuring he’d say something like that. “And this is my voice!”
💖 ( * from hunter to cam, and zico to stella. )
Meme : Send “💖” and my muse will admit something they find cute about yours.
Hunter.
Camilla tilted her head to the side as she clicked her fingers together. “His smile.” She straightened her shoulders and repeated herself more confidently. “When it’s genuine. At the time of him leading us to freedom... I could have been still high on fresh blood so this might be more fantasy than reality, but his smile could have blotted out the sun.” She doesn’t think he does that enough as of late, but she knows him well enough to know that when it comes he’d mean it and whoever sees it is lucky to. “But don’t tell him I’m not feeling the name Hunter.”
Zico.
Stella wanted to say nothing and that he was nothing but trouble with nothing cute about him. But she would be lying. Immensely so. He was pleasing to look at so her answer was more vain than she liked it to be. “He...himself. I guess his face is cute.” Even with the two colored eyes and rather....sharp teeth. “I’m sure if he finds out it will go right to his head. Or he wont care.Or some other vain remark that manages to find it’s way from his mouth.” There was some edge to her voice, though she herself was wondering why she was answering the question in the first place. “His face...yeah that’s about it.”
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She never understood why Zico’s company was enjoyable. Maybe it was how brash and abrasive he was.....plus it was honesty, regardless of how brutal he could be.
“You could, but that means putting in effort and you just don’t look really in the mood to kill today. What’s wrong?” He eyes squinted. There were the usually insults, sweet words like “princess” said with malice, his boredom was just unusually to witness.
She’d just ignore that as best as she could. But she took it upon herself to follow him home. Stella didn’t have her babies for the week and honestly, “bothering” Zico was enjoyable. Even if it irked the ghoul and left her insulted.
“Six curse words before anything remotely nice came out of your mouth. I wonder what would happen after twelve. Princess does not count because that was very condescending.” She paused, smiled, and canted her head to the side, scrunching up her face in delight. “You called me pretty, aren’t you sweet.”
She was mid thought when he kissed her, rather unsuspected. At least she figure he would bite her lips off.
“Well,’ she mumbled, touching her fingers to her lips a residual coldness tinged them. “That’s better than dying I suppose.”
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She didn’t see what she thought she saw. But...maybe she did. Squinting at the man in front of her she reached up and tapped him on the shoulder. “You did not just steal that candy, put it back.”