❛ damn robot . . .
he looks down at her, amber optics glowing with a new found fondness for the girl who spat flames & bore the small horns of the DEVIL himself; the girl who showed a fierceness that was shared deep within himself. though rude & filled with WRATH, she had found favor with the ROBOT. towering frame leaned into a crouch, head tilted ever so slightly to peer into her bright, REPTILIAN eyes.
❛ little dragon.


















