Oct 22, 2013
╰☆╮ caelumdecor
has entered the fray.
❝Y,❞
He'd hold no issue in spewing the dame's namesake, tresses of brunet falling gently amongst the cocking of his crown though he'd prove capable of maintaining his reserved temper. Instead, he'd gently grit ivories; each fist clenched following a light quiver. ❝Can I go back home yet?❞
He'd nearly plea with the sky trainer; the odd scenario of a news cast appearing at any giving moment fresh in his mentality though he'd say no word of such in the off chance that his regards may jinx said outcome.
