there's an angel on your story and a demon in your bed
feels a bit surreal, feeling bad, don't feel it yet
feels a bit surreal, feeling bad, don't feel it yet
Settling in a little further as Niki accepts his arrival, the butcher’s tail pools at his feet, the ashen spaded tip flitting like a feline’s as he watches the sign ups continue, and if he spots Danta in the group prepping, he waves to him to ensure he knows where precisely he is. “Mm, well…” Asta trails off, unable to hide the twitch of his lips in a laugh and a smirk before he shakes his head. “He has not ridden in a rodeo before, I do not think.”
Other things, though? Well… He’s sure Niki can imagine it.
As for a horse, though, that takes him by surprise – his gaze flitting over toward Niki with a raise of his dark brow. “No?” He asks, though it isn’t like he’s too experienced in that either. He knows enough to get around, but for the most part he prefers his shifts these days. A soft laugh leaves him as he shakes his head to the follow up question, his grin easily settling on his face. “No, no. It is not something I am interested in apart from watching.” At least not without far much more convincing.
Other things, though? Well… He’s sure Niki can imagine it.
As for a horse, though, that takes him by surprise – his gaze flitting over toward Niki with a raise of his dark brow. “No?” He asks, though it isn’t like he’s too experienced in that either. He knows enough to get around, but for the most part he prefers his shifts these days. A soft laugh leaves him as he shakes his head to the follow up question, his grin easily settling on his face. “No, no. It is not something I am interested in apart from watching.” At least not without far much more convincing.
Astaroth
it's a roulette kinda deal, black and red is what you get
