#noctiisdea

    NICO grabbed the small egg-pan from beneath the sink and he set  it on the stove. he then walked slowly over to the fridge, with his bed-head  and all. he reached in the fridge and grabbed the carton of eggs. he  couldn’t cook. at all. but.. he was going to try and get a sunnyside up egg if it was the last thing he could do. he put the pan in the center of the  burner and sprayed an oil spray on it, and put the egg on the pan, and turned it on. that was already bad, and he will probably burn it.

     The power wasn’t quite worth it.

          INNOCENCE STITCHED PRECARIOUSLY ON A SMALL SMILE as the girl kicks at a thin cardboard box of what looked to be leftover pizza. Knowing already the WRATH that Alex held against this made Erin quick to act & hide the object of risk under a furniture.     ❝ Heya. It’s a nice day outside, we should head out. ❞          // @noctiisdea

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“Y-You’re not...”        “ --- You’re not goin’ to turn me in, are you?”

       “Once I am done, you can rest until the next fitting… I will try not to keep you too long. A model needs her beauty sleep, after all.”

     Since all the Twilight were shoved in here too. Although he was awkward when it came to genuine smiles, he offered her one---slight, but it was something and softened his features considerably. ❝I just started goin’, so it's no wonder you didn't see me. You look so into your singin’ though, I'm surprised you see anyone in there. It's like you're in a completely different world.❞

Scarred hand had been placed above the metallic knob of a faucet, cold water running through the skin to wash the blood away. He would then place his head between the valve and the skin, washing away the same crimson liquid that had stayed on snow white strands along with his face. A shudder had emitted from the Kaneki’s pale lips. Slowly removing his head away from the sink, palms of slender hands would take in as much of the clear liquid before splashing onto his face. Slowly, optics had opened as grey irises looked onto the mirror, gazing onto his own reflection as droplets of water dripped through the ends of his hair. Turning the knob onto the faucet, the water had no longer ran.Walking around a dilapidated building on this long night, in which Kaneki he would around, the soles of his shoes clicking against the concrete floor, scattered with various shards of glass. Placing his shirt over his slender, toned frame before concealing his arms with his gloves, shoulders now bare, Kaneki would hear a familiar voice reach out to him. Turning around, grey irises gazed onto the feminine figure who had appeared from the shadows. It was as if an expression of resentment had plastered onto her face from the night the One-Eyed King offered himself to sate Alex’s hunger. “Even as a ghoul, I still had refused to eat humans. The only way to bring balance to this world is to rid of the ghouls who disrupt the peace that I am trying to very well establish, even if it does against my morals. I was hoping someone like you could really sympathize for someone like me. You really have changed, Alex. What happened to you?” An expression of sadness had been displayed onto his face as he walked closer to Alex. Grey irises had stared onto blue irises, nothing but silence now filling the abandoned building.