Cassius Draven “They call them Vargrath… The oldest pack in the North, born before the moon bled for the first time.” Vargrath Alpha. The mountains listen when I howl.

I filled up on cheesy fries.

Eh, we can always go out for ice cream if I get hungry later.

“You sound like my dad…”

“You don’t want to be my daddy?” A smug grin. “Okay, fine. If I get hungry later, I’ll find a source of protein.”

You’ll always be my first point of contact.

Don’t know what you’re talking about.

Deal.

Life’s too short to waste time on a cockwomble.

ᅠ 𝙶𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 ᅠ

So many cockwombles.

Jenna let out a sharp squeal as the cold water smacked against her backside, the spray soaking through her sundress in an instant. Whipping around, she spotted the ridiculous grin plastered across her husband’s face. “Hey!” 💡 “Where’d you find those!?”

𝙳𝚛. 𝙹𝚎𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝙿𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚛

My love ❤️‍🔥

My forever.

I love you 🖤 All yours.

Mm, you pick. To make it fun, it 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 be a love song.

“Oh. You’re up late. Can’t sleep? Well, you’ve come to the right place. This is where I hang out when I cope with existential dread and the unbearable weight of being an intellectual privy to the horrors of the universe and self awareness. Ha ha. Ahhh… now grab a swirly straw.”