VARUS
say a prayer, but let the good times roll
in case god doesn't show
in case god doesn't show
“Exactly, see? You get it.” He teases, flashing her a charming fanged grin as she clinks her glass against his and he takes a deep sip of it. It doesn’t do anything for him either, but the effect and mental appeal of it is enough to sate him for the moment. Still, he watches her curiously as he sets his own glass down again as well, his metal hand finding her leg to run a surprisingly gentle hand along as she presses a kiss to the corner of his mouth.
He hums softly before he speaks, eyes closing for the moment before popping back open again the second she goes to pull away. “What would happen if I stunned our team, too?” He poses the hypothetical question. “Single handedly stopping the war with a charming grin.” He tuts, his voice taking on the dramatics as if he’s storytelling, his fleshy hand rising and waving in front of him for added emphasis.
He hums softly before he speaks, eyes closing for the moment before popping back open again the second she goes to pull away. “What would happen if I stunned our team, too?” He poses the hypothetical question. “Single handedly stopping the war with a charming grin.” He tuts, his voice taking on the dramatics as if he’s storytelling, his fleshy hand rising and waving in front of him for added emphasis.
and i want these words to make things right,
but it's the wrongs that make the words come to life
but it's the wrongs that make the words come to life
