#truthcanbedecivin

[rorysmuses-blog]

(+5)

Isaac had never been the coffee kind of guy, but today he was enjoying his cup as he walked down the street; he'd left the coffee shop a few minutes before, but the drink was still too hot to drink. He fished out his phone from his pocket to read the text message he'd received, but in doing so, he stopped paying attention to where he was going. That's when he bumped into the other person, and dropped his coffee. "Damn," he muttered, then looked up with an apologetic smile. "Sorry, my bad." 

[theunholyhunter]

Henry lifted his gaze at the sound of someone entering his studio. He ran a paint-stained hand through his hair before looking the stranger over.

"Need something? Or did you stumble in by accident?"

[beidhormrith-archive]

THREE.

Leaving an apartment building with a bust lip and the slightest of limps, Nox groaned. Fucking dick head politicians think they can do what they like with The Haus' girls, they show no respect! Sure, the girls are there to supply pleasure and company, but that was it. They were not an outlet. Not punching bags. God, men like that made him sick.

Or maybe it was the punches that flew before he had finished off the guy. Either way, the teen felt himself becoming light headed and sick to his stomach. Stumbling along the street, it was clear he was close to passing out.