Distilled syrup with a dash of alcohol, is what that flavoured shite tastes like. He agrees with the Swede.
Moran takes another deep gulp, feeling it burn down along the way.
"You don't look like someone who could use the company."
@PuffCookieWitch .... Why shouldn't he?
She's interesting to watch. And might be pursued as a result to her connection with James. Preventative measures.
@KnowWhenBeaten_ [ Text: Adler
Underestimating a venomous snake isn't my style, Irene. You know that.
Is it so difficult to believe your loyal pet isn't so loyal anymore? She looks awfully p r e t t y on her knees for me.
That's her begging for me now. Catch you on the flip side.
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Who leaves a wedding early?
That is what she said, so who does leave a wedding early? A question I did not answer, I already knew but kept it inside.
I left John and Maryโs wedding, I was on a part of the day, yet it reminded me of how lonely I am
They were all ---
Funny she should mention that.
After a long, exhausting internal debate, Sebastian has decided that a life condemned to immortality is well worth it if he gets to feed off the scum of the earth.
He's vampire hunting now, for Josephine. Moran needs to seal the deal.
@ofgreentempers > twists and turns.
"Having fun?" His question beckons Raf's attention, commanding the younger man to look in his direction as Moran stands in the doorway, watching.
"How about a little spin?"
@ofgreentempers It's a sight Sebastian didn't think he needed to see until he caught sight of slender limbs poking through oversized sleeves. Raf was all but swimming in one of Sebastian's favourite Tee's.
It extended down to his mid thigh, prompting Moran's imagination to take all sorts of >
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โFriendly basisโ is a joke between the two of them. Moran is rancorous down to the root, and Holmes isโโ well, heโs Holmes.
Sebastian isnโt looking for a welcome wagon when he creeps his way into the vaguely familiar, and almost nostalgic route leading >
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"How rude of me; should've saved you a smoke." He lamented with feigned remorse as he held out the half smoked cigarette for Sherlock to take.
Or, more than likely, to ignore.
Moran's brows drew together, a low whistle followed the gesture. "I see you've renovated >