#gone bad

2021's Guardians of the Galaxy Vol.6 #11 ("11: Here we make our stand.") last (splash) page by Al Ewing (script), Juann Cabal (artist), Federico Lee (colors) and VC's Cory Petit (letters).

Since I spent all fucking day on a drawing I utterly despise, I’m posting the only detail I don’t hate to feel like I didn’t throw away the day completely (I did).

The secret lover and you play with fire.

Mmm the thing people think is good girl can’t be bad. Let’s play my lover?

Let’s meet under shadows of the moon. Dance with each other on the crowded dance floor in the club. As the alcohol takes over the way the music pulls is deeper into the other. The sway of our body’s rhythm shows what we feel . The dark room led and spots lights making it hard to see but we don’t need it. Sensation of you breathe playing against my neck as you trail your lips. I turn my head upwards eyes close breaths hitching. I turn and kiss you hard and deeply. You find away gap between my lips part enough to bite my lip. I open my mouth letting your tongue venture. Your minty sweet gum has your breath tasteful.

I pull away whisper Let’s have a rondaeview point, meet you in the backseat, hidden spot in the middle of nowhere, hotel room, in the water you pick lover. I am all your in the shadows of night. Let’s play this dangerous game together risk it all lose it all just to have moment worth decades.

Me inside the school bus when I realized it's a school bus and not the local one: *intertal scream* SH*T! Let me out of 'ere!

Are noodles supposed to move around this much?