for. . . everything...?

that's quite alright, she doesn't need to admit that to him. he already knows. "doing better, are we?" shoulder against the frame of the door, arms crossed and a complacent half-smile on his lips. "kitchen's cleaned. the paperwork was dealt with. for the most part."

[clearing his throat.] [obnoxiously loudly, at that.] i'm. . . sorry. sorry for being so good at everything. sorry for having so much disposable income. sorry for being unfairly good looking. sorry for being so successful despite hardly trying. 😔

[[ me: god please give me eula and beidou mihoyo: here boy, have C8 xingqiu and a three favonius greatswords 😩

jean wakes up next to childe and SCREAMS, the movie.

not quite the 'morning after' scenario that we were going for. 😔

will be back when the head is out of the gutter. 😔 but were the water blades to leave a small cut, would the droplets of blood mix with the water and make it change colour..? 🤔

hey google, who's the most charming snezhnayan and why is it me

­ hey— hey! I'm sure . . . we can talk this out..? ­ ­

hi.

summer childe.

😔

💧⚡ alter