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◤ s ᴀ ʟ ᴠ ᴀ ᴛ ᴏ ʀ ᴇ. ◢ « on the bed, he'd raise his hands and lick them clean. Moaning at the salty taste, and without hesitation, he found »

◤ s ᴀ ʟ ᴠ ᴀ ᴛ ᴏ ʀ ᴇ. ◢ « himself pinning Salvatore to the bed and licking the warm and sticky substance from. ❝Uhm... Yummy.❞, and then his »

◤ s ᴀ ʟ ᴠ ᴀ ᴛ ᴏ ʀ ᴇ. ◢ « lips, would meet his. Groaning hungrily into the kiss, as fingers would caress along his face and hair.

◤ ♛ — ＶＩＮＣＥＮＴ ◢ He sure hoped that Vincent was alright. Should he go and see if he is, it wait? Obviously, he decided to wait. »

◤ ♛ — ＶＩＮＣＥＮＴ ◢ « It's not like he couldn't handle being alone. Also, Dandy didn't need to intrude on him. After all, no one wants »

◤ ♛ — ＶＩＮＣＥＮＴ ◢ « to be surrounded by people, when they're going to be sick. Vomiting shouldn't be done in front of others, or so that »

◤ ♛ — ＶＩＮＣＥＮＴ ◢ « was Dandy's understanding. A deep sigh would pull along his features, as his glass found its way back to his lips »

◤ ♛ — ＶＩＮＣＥＮＴ ◢ « and he'd down it, like he had the first one. The familiar voice would pull him from his trance and as he turned »

◤ ♛ — ＶＩＮＣＥＮＴ ◢ « his gaze towards his childhood friend. He'd feign a smile. ❝Life's fantastic.❞ It was the same old thing. Boring, »

◤ ♛ — ＶＩＮＣＥＮＴ ◢ « dull. Tedious. Okay. That's an obvious lie, because it's not really the same. Not with his current obsession of »

◤ ♛ — ＶＩＮＣＥＮＴ ◢ « murdering and sometimes eating people, but he can't come out and say that. That's like an open invitation to an »

◤ ♛ — ＶＩＮＣＥＮＴ ◢ « insane asylum. ❝How are you? Anything new going on?❞, he'd ask. Trying to pick up where they left off. Wherever »

◤ ♛ — ＶＩＮＣＥＮＴ ◢ « that was. He couldn't rightly, recall. He'd push his empty class to the barkeep and motion for another. His night »

◤ ♛ — ＶＩＮＣＥＮＴ ◢ « was ruined. He might as well, get drunk. What harm could possibly come of it?