No more please

Rolling out croissant dough onto a pan. She’s making truffle salt rolls. Hunger sometimes puts her in the mood to kitchen craft.

I don’t want anymore

ः 𝐎𝐎𝐂 ┆ I love them hHHRRRNNNGGGG (Art by shenketsu)

Head tilt —

ः 𝐎𝐎𝐂 ┆ Putting wraiths in my pocket rn brb But juju’s wraith is in my mouf

Renee I’m scared

She can’t sleep… Draping a blanket around her shoulders, shuffling into the main room for snack and a movie.

Nat has a second to turn around, smile fading when she realizes it’s a /grenade/. Slippery hands do their best to catch it, merely juggling it like a cartoon. 〝TAVI!〞

Smacking her TRM, a frown. It’s been buggy.