so give me your prayers up on your feet
and i'll give you a show, it helps fill the seats
and i'll give you a show, it helps fill the seats
The slab leveled thanks to Charlie’s work, allows for the butcher to place the marks exactly where they needed to be in order to make sure it was both level and the ideal representation of half perfect, half not. So when he steps back to allow her to look at it and see, a deep chuckle leaves him to see her excitement over it.
It’s reflective in him as his tail wags similarly to his fyrhund shift would – more relaxed and content than her own spaded tail with how it flicks back and forth, he inclines his head to her. “Of course you may, darling.” He says, discarding the chalk and collecting up a chisel and hammer so that he can work on his side, letting her pick which tools to use for hers. “Have fun with it.” Comes the quieter addition as Astaroth moves to his side of the slab and starts to break off the larger pieces of the side until he can get close enough to the chalk line to get more precise.
It’s reflective in him as his tail wags similarly to his fyrhund shift would – more relaxed and content than her own spaded tail with how it flicks back and forth, he inclines his head to her. “Of course you may, darling.” He says, discarding the chalk and collecting up a chisel and hammer so that he can work on his side, letting her pick which tools to use for hers. “Have fun with it.” Comes the quieter addition as Astaroth moves to his side of the slab and starts to break off the larger pieces of the side until he can get close enough to the chalk line to get more precise.
Astaroth
so give me your sins, give me your lies
but whisper your love, and i'll whisper mine
but whisper your love, and i'll whisper mine
