lord help anyone who stands in my way; for I am not merciful, and i am not kind
and i am not afraid to make you wish that i was
and i am not afraid to make you wish that i was
He doesn’t agree, because in that instance an iced tea would be more preferable — but he is biased, and he is from a multitude of regions that really swing on the opposite sides of the pendulum. Halo was the epitome of cold, the Climb was the epitome of hot. But by the time he’d reached the Climb and actually had a chance to live again after the trauma that brought him there, the last thing he cared about was the heat.
“Why not get an iced tea?” He suggests, because to him, the cocoa was certainly less sweet with the idea of ice included. That was part of the charm of it for him.
But then he’s nuzzling in and he relishes in the light squeeze of his knee, huffing a small laugh as he lifts his head up to speak, keeping himself precisely in a perfect spot for Danta to nose into his neck. “How many private stashes do I have now? Two?” The mulled wine comes to mind, but in combination with this, he thinks he should be set for life. “They would likely appreciate the business.” He muses, glancing back over toward the stall. At least it seems like he is sobering up — between the cocoa and the water.
“Why not get an iced tea?” He suggests, because to him, the cocoa was certainly less sweet with the idea of ice included. That was part of the charm of it for him.
But then he’s nuzzling in and he relishes in the light squeeze of his knee, huffing a small laugh as he lifts his head up to speak, keeping himself precisely in a perfect spot for Danta to nose into his neck. “How many private stashes do I have now? Two?” The mulled wine comes to mind, but in combination with this, he thinks he should be set for life. “They would likely appreciate the business.” He muses, glancing back over toward the stall. At least it seems like he is sobering up — between the cocoa and the water.
Astaroth
say your prayers now
