#ebolaxsugar

Ebola fought the urge to let her jaw drop at the snark comment. “Hmmm..You probably know me best by my new name~ ” Her rather reptilian tongue slipped out of her mouth to lick the excess. Now that was a sight that was bound to be familiar. The clothes weren’t the long badass jackets that he once made her wear, her makeup was dark and went down her cheeks. Her lips were a reddish black but she still had the same cute little dimples in the corners of her mouth. “Mmmm~”

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Those little diamond-shaped eyes. They'd caught his attention even before the tempting flick of her tongue. But that was around when the jolt of revelation hit him - and caused a slight physical toll that nearly ended in his own glass being undeliberately spilled all over at least one of them.

"Can't be. Verida?"

The answer didn't become any less obvious as he pulled down his shades, and leaned forward in his seat for a closer look at that suddenly distinct little face. 

"Well, your fault for ordering the hardest damn thing that the menu has, Thraxxy~"