ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝐚ll ⠀ ⠀ eyes ⠀ ⠀ on ⠀ ⠀ 𝐌͟𝐄 ִ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ

no. ( yes. absolutely, yes. )

I mean of course we are— but it's not that !!

( goodness, now he's blushing. epel's leaned himself against yuri now, arms crossed. what a grump. ) just fine, for yer information.

now THIS is something I can get down with!

you are! it should be like some fight-club!

— shit, you're right! that would be so cool! augh- the staff would never allow it.. ( he's got a hand on his chin. thinking. ) ...not if they don't know, though.

We SHOULD start a secret fight club. ( gone to the wind, much like epel's. this may only happen when they're alone together. )

( catch him walking through pomefiore in pajamas whilst holding a rather extravagant bouquet of flowers. let him cook. )

《 4 YEARS OF EPEL ?!??!?! 》

probably so. they're real perdy, so it's pretty accurate.

Twst OC info! #twstoc

collapses to the ground.

ye....ah... ( he's fine, slowly trying to get up, but the spasms...oh... )

exactly! nnnmmothing... bad. ( with yuri's help he stands up, wrapping an arm around his torso. )

nah, I've got it. light work! ( mama ain't raise no bitch, he's got something to prove now. )

you eat yer chocolates, you're still on yer period, just... no more cramps. my ma always yelled at pa that he couldn't handle the pain so I'll do it!

⠀⠀ Epel * 🥰 ⠀⠀⠀⠀

ah— hey rook...

( he jolts! busted. didn't even realize what time it was. ) I could say the same thing for you..