“This was never right.” - roy !
* FOUR WORDS . / ACCEPTING
pearly whites dig into the tender flesh of her cheek , biting down , dark hues staring ahead & past him . “ I’M NEVER ONE TO ABIDE BY RIGHT , ROY . ” felicia retorts . a sharp intake of breath through her nose is the only sign she shows of concern towards his meaning . it does not frighten her : rejection . yet , part of her / the smallest fraction does not wish for him to elaborate upon what wasn’t right ——– “ are you going to give me any more , or do i have to guess what you’re referring too ? ” she taunts , though her gaze is unsure . a strange sight for the feline to display . // @ryhrpr
















