#highnoonisms

   When it came to being in spots that no human would ever lounge in, Grell was the master. The reaper sat on the top of a sheer wall that was well over twice their height.    Their gloves were sitting next to them and they were filing away at beautifully painted, red, nails. The area had been void of people for a while, so when someone sauntered through, it raised suspicion.    Looking to the man in cowboy garb, the reaper gave a snicker. That was terribly out of style, yet it suited the man. How peculiar.         “Now, what is a tall drink of water, like yourself, doing out here all on his lonesome?”

Lucio tried to give his most charming grin as he answered, “Because I’ve never had a cowboy hat before and I bet it would look really cool. And I kinda wanna get a selfie in it.”

Jack coughed. “What...what do you mean by that?”

@highnoonisms