"Well, well, look who finally decided to show up. You take a detour, or were you just out there admiring all those fake exhaust pipes again?" A smirk tugged at the corner of her lips as she finally glanced over. "I swear, city folks love pretending their rides got more bite than they actually do." She stretched, rolling her shoulders before gesturing to the stripped-down chassis beside her. "Hand me that, would'cha?"

ft. @hauntedscreams & @spellbxnd

there is a beautiful dancing orchid, a book on orchids, and a book on the myth of orchis.

He stared at Piper for a long moment, wondering which secret exactly she was talking about - there were quite a few, actually - but then it clicked. Eventually, Eric shook his head. “I--tha’s no’ somethin’ ye jus’...y’know...mention over dinner. I guess...” Technically, it was. “Don’t ge’ me wrong, I--I do wanna ask her, bu’...the toime jus’ never seems righ’, y’know? There was...this one toime I was this close t’it.” He lifted his hand, index finger and thumb only half an inch apart. “Know wha’ happened? A demon attacked.”

Well she’s like me, simple and easy to understand. Most importantly, however, she tries too hard - I do too but she’s bit of a bore. I can’t say much - I don’t have really anything to say.

A weird and peculiar one. I have nothing much to say about her. She’s supposedly nice and I presume she tries to be. I can’t really complain.