𝐝ʸ𝖎𝐧𝐠 𝒇𝐥͙𝑎̮̑мє
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⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ★⠀┄┈⠀SHORT⠀AND⠀SWEET⠀TODAY⠀.ᐟ ⠀⠀⠀⠀Use today as a way to give flowers to ⠀⠀⠀⠀the writers within #OCRP⎯Tag some and give them some well deserved recognition .ᐟ ⠀ ⠀

mhm?some relax wouldn't hurt.( shapeshifts,turning into a black cat that brushes its side against the back of suoh's cranium,then transforms back into his humanly form. )just a small walk.

( ... another short huff,fetching out a roll of cigarette and lighting it up. )well,now that you're here,why don't take some tour?

you——💢( reluctantly staring at the frozen coffee in hand,corner of lips curling downwards. angry cat. )hmph … what do you need?

( slow hum,yet again stubbornly drinking from the beverage in his hand. he slips his free hand into pocket of overcoat. )that doesn’t answer my question.

( holds the plastic cup with ice black coffee in hands,blinks. )... since when did you arrive?

【 his 10th glass of coffee. 】

( and xu wenqiang himself doesn’t seem to be in a hurry either. grey fog lingers in the air,cold eyes staring as it dissipates into nothing. he slumps into the chair further,inhaling the countless round of smoke into his lungs. )&.

it's where i expected to find you easiest.( the shadow replied,liberally taking his seat in the chair nearby. xu wenqiang crosses his leg over another,pondering. )a boy,height of my waist,wearing a kid—sized tuxedo. suspecting &.

( corner of brims pulled up as the man draws out another wisp of grey breeze. )i've got a client,looking for a kidnapped boy ... it was fine at first,until the traces led me to this city.

...( the shadow dissipates from painted bricks before taking shape of a man in suit. he tips the edge of his hat,xu wenqiang lights up his cigarette before exhaling out puff of smokes. )business.

( quietly observing from the wall. )





