#imbicilite

instead of asking questions, trying to take accountability xe blocked me. Classic Rosario.

I see that. Ugh. I almost wanna approach xem but xe are a dangerous person

//Thank you for the kind thoughts. :)

The tree had been just set up, one Belle was looking for herself in the forest. Just like she did it every year. Within a few hours, it was decorated with ornaments, lights sparkling everywhere and the big star in top of it. Within these years, Christmas had grown to be his favourite season again. And he was more open now to show and spend love to others. “It’s beautiful, isn’t it? The staff really did a great job this year. They always do.” he spoke with a smile as he looked at the other. “I can’t believe I’m standing here and enjoying Christmas again. It’s been a long time.”

“Oh, please! The past here doesn’t die! It’ll keep tormenting you for as long as you remain yourself, and isn’t that interesting? How humans have the ability to hold onto things that bother them, no matter what.”

❝ Look at you, becoming a 21st century man. I take it you’re getting pretty used to modern technology? ❞

Adam stood in front of his window, staring out of it and being lost in is thoughts. His head snapped up when he heard steps, his eyes looking at the much smaller man. LeFou. “You made it here, good.” he spoke. “Have you seen or heard anything from Belle?” he asked. His was calm on the outside, freaking out on the inside. Belle had not been around for three days now. And he started to worry about her. “I haven’t heard anything from her in three days. I wondered if you might have heard something?”

“That might be true,” Scrooge replied, voice curt, unable to meet the acerbic level of his usual venom. His mouth felt rather like it was filled with chalk dust, the pit of his stomach dropping out in order to make space for cold, stony dread. “But I should prefer to not be put in that situation in the first place.”