๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐.ย a towel is thrown atop a mara-stricken face, and she leans forward, elbows resting atop the side of the loveseat, smiling.ย perpetually covered in blood,ย her companion appears to be, and she watches him, now shrouded with what's left of the grey towel that is pulled from their many compartments atop their vehicle.ย silver wolf complainsย in the background, the violet-haired woman ignoring her.ย a curious head tilt is found,ย a half-lidded gaze examining her companion.
" i told you. there was nothing to worry about. " kafka sighs out a smile, shaking her head. " everything ended the way he wanted it to. she asked the question, and everything.ย so, tell me.ย what are you going to do the next time you see him?ย " / @maratethered
