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what if he shows penacony a real incident &&. knock this one out .ᐣ 💢 💢 💢 the thought alone is vulgar, crude to think that it even crosses his mind. the smile that stretches his lips is forced — barely reaching the eyes at all.




“ 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖓𝖔𝖙 — ! ” cuts himself short, an irate chitter seethes past stiff tiers. his feathers ruffle themselves up &&. he's forced to urge them to settle. however, the frown remains. perpetual at this point.

XIPE, so help him, this man will not retain a single memoir after he is done 𝖙𝖚𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 that mind of his — cough. cough. right, too drastic. tempting, still. “ your property should not be in my pockets. ” he should've questioned its entire existence. god.

Life makes sense when you dedicate it to the people you love.

a flush colours the back of his neck crimson, feathers lowered to block off the visage as he pockets the pockets the coin quickly. “ i'm not sure what you mean by that. it would do you well not to lurk in corners the eyes cannot see. ”

the dove finds it there, cold &&. unassuming. it wouldn't be hard to do a coin toss, right .ᐣ wrong.

