— 𝐜𝐚𝐢𝐧.

but, oh, i am nothing if not insatiable.

⠀ tell me i’m pretty. ⠀

didn't ask for your opinion either, keep that 'don't care' energy — suits a nobody trying way too hard to sound edgy.

who the fuck is cain I already don’t like him.

weird choice of place to calm yourself..

drinking in a graveyard? you must have recently lost someone??

⠀ reaches her own hand out to take his expanded one with the slightest ( smile ) curling over the edges of her rouged lips. “ lucinda, but you can call me cinda. and yours ? “ ⠀

it IS NOT fantastic, the sheriff will be onto us.

⠀ interesting. as long as she gets to stay on earth. even hell couldn’t handle her. ⠀

⠀ fuck. a demon ? does that mean he can banish her to hell ? ⠀

⠀⠀ just the fun looking ones. ⠀⠀

is it better to out-monster the monster or be quietly devoured?

⠀⠀ but now she’s even more curious . . ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ who is HE ? ⠀⠀

it’s a tragedy, the way out story goes; maybe, perhaps, almost.

i will not love you small, nor quiet, nor tame—— but in wild, unrepentant flame.