"... No."
Mumbling into the floor, there was another groan as she turned herself over, squinting up at him.
"Maybe use those big ol' arms, help an old lady off the floor?"
"๐๐ถ๐ถ๐ถ๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ..."
Groaning, stretching, she'd rolled right off the couch and onto the floor.
Hangovers really only get worse as you get older.
My kiss is poisonous. . .
โง sแดแด แดแดแดษชแด แด
โง sแดแดษชสแดแด
โง สสแดแด
โง ๊ฐแดแดแดแด ๊ฐแดแดแดสแด
โง แด ษชแดสแดษดแด แดแดษดแด แดษดแดษชแดs
. . . but you want to kiss me anyway.
Hm.
Things have been suspiciously quiet... That usually means the world's about to end and evil's brewing.
No? Really? Just a Sunday?
Well, that sucks.
๐ญ๐๐๐ ๐ฝ๐๐๐๐๐
โ ๐พ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ โ
- Very detailed
-Dracula/ Van helsing based
-18 + mature themes Gore warning
- Selective / MDNI
- Lots of Au and HC content
#mysticmusings