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
His nose immediately wrinkles as the Maverick looks up at him, the butcher clearly not liking the answer he hears. Who doesn’t like tea, in whatever form? But when the subsequent people can like what they like, the butcher’s huffing a laugh and nodding. “Objectively, yes, but that does not make it the right answer, darling.” He protests, because while he’s absolutely right, the butcher’s also sure that it’s the wrong choice to make when given the chance.
“Do let me know, won’t you?” He asks, lifting the cup back to his lips to take a healthy sip of the hot cocoa, feeling the warmth as it spreads outward from within him. He relishes in the sensation enough to take another long sip, nodding as he swallows for the confirmation that Danta would send someone to look into it.
And then he’s nudged and he straightens up, blinking dark eyes back over to the blonde as his tail whips a touch offended (playfully, of course). “Back home, I think. I want to curl up with you.” He admits a touch quieter, letting the smile sneak across his face again.
“Do let me know, won’t you?” He asks, lifting the cup back to his lips to take a healthy sip of the hot cocoa, feeling the warmth as it spreads outward from within him. He relishes in the sensation enough to take another long sip, nodding as he swallows for the confirmation that Danta would send someone to look into it.
And then he’s nudged and he straightens up, blinking dark eyes back over to the blonde as his tail whips a touch offended (playfully, of course). “Back home, I think. I want to curl up with you.” He admits a touch quieter, letting the smile sneak across his face again.
Astaroth
say your prayers now
