𝓦𝓲𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝓦𝓸𝓷𝓴𝓪

don’ really eat a lotta sweets, I usually can’t. ❞

— Don't tell me you're the wizard behind that wonder?!" Still at a loss for words, Mello curled his fingers around the offered gift, mumbling a confused '𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖!'

Sure, I guess. I am.

I don’t know. Am I?

I like the way you think, funny man.

Headphones on. Music drowns out the 𝑑𝑒𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑣𝑒 thoughts.

If he asks nicely it’s a rouse. He’ll just start acting out again.