luneknights.
❝ you make it a habit to terrorize poor, innocent civilians ? ❞
❛ first of all: you’re not an innocent civilian. ❜ bluntly put as she beholds her reflection in the mirror. hands stroke the fabric below her chest, contemplating whether she had made the right choice. she deems the newly selected oversized shirt a little too oversized, hence tucking it into the front of her pants. another critical look, before a satisfied smile begins to form on her lips. she turns around. ❛ secondly, i thought taking one of your shirts after you ruined mine would be fair. — looks good on me, doesn’t it? ❜















