( @sureniity ; in continuation )
“Uhh… yeah. Could you get some and make sure it’s waterproof? The next set i’m working on is a soda commercial… I know i’ll get wet so I’d appreciate it.”
THE FAINT SCENT CUT THROUGH HIS SENSES, stumbling upon something that wasn’t to be. Enticed and drawn to the scent, he sniffed around until the target was set. There were no intention to harm; no intention to expose his true self; was supposed to make a quick delivery, turn around, and make a bee-line out the door, but his mouth... His damn disobedient mouth had to say a couple of words.
Now, he was in an awfully sticky situation.
❛ All I’ve got are... Hello Kitty and Minion bandaids. Toy cars, too. It’s just my daughter and kids prefer, colorful bandaids... I could go buy? If you need. ❜
Ezra, breathe. His appetite and cravings have been controlled through dedicated hours of tormenting behavioral and physical training, so the likelihood of breaking down completely was zero to nothing. However, caution was always needed.















