the heavily inked male around about to go on a rampage. his glass figurine ruined yet again. âwhat the FUCK?!â he yelled, tugging at his hair angrily. âwhy?! why did you have to bump into me now?! you couldâve bumped into me when i had a shitty art piece!!â zelda, rubbed his temple, feeling his blood boiling under his skin. [ @pinksulfur ]Â












