a soft playful sigh and the shake of his head, he folded the paper and placed it on the table before him.
โmaybe one morning. . . the mikaelson household will have a peaceful breakfast.โ
โgood morning, niklaus, i see youโre already causing trouble.โ
head tilted towards the hidden cup of coffee. no one gets between freya and her โcup of joeโ.
@RElNESALOPE โhm, perhaps i shall listen to you then,โ amber irises bore into her own for a moment, trying to read behind the facade she always put on. while part of him wanted to reach out, feel her skin against his, he refrained. for she did not deserve him.
it would seem his expression had been mistaken for cheerful, when in reality it was a smile of annoyance.
โbrother, would you mind explaining the pile of bodies in the foyer?โ
@RElNESALOPE โand iโm so special i earned a stop from katerina petrova, without ulterior motive?โ
polished shoes took a step towards the brunette.
@RElNESALOPE a slight head tilt would be cast in her direction, placing a hand in his pants pocket.
โwhile the intent you hold may not be described as malicious, there is always intent fueling that pretty little mind of yourโs. is there not?โ