now take what i offer, straight up the nose, down the throat
it's a bearable bruise on your conscious
He’s not sure what day it is anymore. All he knows that since his meeting with Delphia, his quiet escape to the Woodlands, and some errands ran and figured out, he’s managed to hole himself up where Lucas’ home had been once upon a time. Now, now it was his, slowly converting into a bar. And because of that, the last few many nights have been spent with little memories, waking with raging headaches.
It’s one of those days too, sitting behind the bar, arm rested atop it with his head cradled in it to block out the light that streams through the windows.
It’s one of those days too, sitting behind the bar, arm rested atop it with his head cradled in it to block out the light that streams through the windows.
but don't it feel good? don't you feel calmer?
i am the way and the life in the best looking truth
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
