゛ 𝕯𝙴𝙰𝙳͟𝙼𝙰𝙽'𝚂 ᶜᵁᴿⱽᴱ.

𝒄or𝐧⠀li𝐪uor⠀𝐭a𝐬t𝐞s⠀𝒔we𝐞ter⠀𝒊n⠀𝐭hi𝐬⠀𝐭own ,⠀⠀𝒄ould⠀𝐢t⠀be⠀i𝐭'𝐬⠀t𝐡e⠀𝐬a𝐦e⠀a𝐬⠀𝒕he⠀la𝐬t⠀？

𝓃o more emerald trees， no more burgundy skies， no more radiant sunsets or welcoming smiles.

ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ * --- , 𝐰𝐚𝐫 .ᐟ ╱ 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒔. ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠᅠ𝐃𝑒..͟𝓵𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 ⠀ (⠀𝐅̤͟𝀝𝖆𝚕𝚕⠀)⠀⠀ ͟..⠀𝐭𝐨⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝖓𝐨⠀ ⠀⠀ ⁎ 𝓗͜ 𝙰𝐧𝚍𝑠

⠀⠀⠀⠀cigarette placed between lips, offered lighter following suit. ignited flame sits against the end, lit embers illuminating her face. '' houndy? that's a new one .. ''

𝐛͟𝐞͟𝐧͟𝐣͟𝐚͟𝐦͟𝐢͟𝐧͟ ͟𝐥͟.͟ 𝐩𝐨͟𝐢͟𝐧͟𝐝͟𝐞͟𝐱͟𝐭͟𝐞͟𝐫͟ : 𝙗𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙨𝙚𝙮𝙚 there's a devil prowling in the night wearing the skin of a demon . 𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙖 𝙘𝙡𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡 . snipe hunting wolves and flock alike .. ͡ 𓆦 ˓ 𐄂

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀because i do not go out as much . my interactions with people are limited . i’ve been here for a week now . you’re awake rather early . ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀i own a house here . the good thing about a town being in absolutely nowhere is no one will bother me . i enjoy the quiet . ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀grumbling .. pressing weight against him. Hello. where's he been?

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀fair enough , i suppose . it’s michael . ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ 𝑓𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑦 𝑐𝑖𝑡𝑦 𝑏𝑜𝑦𝑠 .. quite the harsh verdict . i simply wear what i like . ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀〝 𝐚𝖓𝖉⠀ ⋆ 𝚈┈ᴼᵁ’𝐑𝗘 𝘨𝐨𝖓𝖓𝐚 ⎯⎯⎯⎯ ՙִ⟢٫ ┈────┈ H͟𝙴𝙰𝐑 𝘮𝐞 𝐑⁀*ᴼᴬᴿ! 〞 ⠀ ⠀

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀we met quite some time ago . you’ve questioned my wardrobe . ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀ as 𝔴e l͟𝑎𝑦 in ˊ ˖࣪ ꞌꞋ ࣪ _ ᵀ͟ᴴ͟ᴱ ⠀ 𝕱͟┈𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳𝙰𝚃𝙸𝐎𝐍𝐒 ⠀ ͜ ׁ ⠀ 𝗼𝒻 ،̲،̲⠀ ๋࣭ ⠀ ⠀ 𝖉𝖊𝖈𝖆𝖞. ⠀ ☠︎︎ ⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀          ،̲،̲ 𝒘𝐚𝗻𝒏𝐚 𝗿𝐮𝓲𝗻 ⁎⠀ζ⠀ 𝒕𝐡𝗲𝐢𝗿 ╭⟢ 𖤐⠀ 𝐝𝒂𝘆 𝐢𝐧 𝗮 * 𝖯͟𝖠͟𝖱͟𝖳͟𝖨͟𝖢͟𝖴͟𝖫͟𝖠͟𝖱 𝒘𝗮𝐲! ꉂ 🖕 ⸃⸃