||: good morning, i wanna try to finish this today.

fingers hesitantly and cautiously move through the other's hair, unsure of if he was okay with the touch. she wasn't used to his company but that didn't make her uncomfortable. " there's no worries, octavio. . . you deserve to have someone with you for the holidays, i did. "

" you can talk to me, you know... " loba certainly wasn't approachable but she knew a thing or two about having the demonio kill so openly, so gruesomely in front of her. a soft sigh is exhaled, eyes closing for a second, " this is a hell of an end of a year. "

not this...

that's . . . interesting.

quiet grumbling in a corner.

||: gonna have nightmares about lethal company.

has yet to sleep. . . takes a shot.

||: so... i edited loba again.

||: 'guys' 'what?' * leaves through fire exit*

||: i just let out the most genuine scream of fear.

||: playing more lethal company

quiet aggravated sighing.

||: i am... unfortunately... a longtime hunger games fan.

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀it 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒔 me how your ⠀⠀⠀𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 can make you ⠀⠀⠀feel so 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 . ⠀⠀⠀

" i . . . did not, why? i'm sure plenty of people were dreaming of it. "