#warcursed

“you’re the one they call immortal , correct ?”  black-gloved digits wrap around his chin , a common tick for the young man , his lips pulled to a slight grin ; finally having tracked him down .  a string of murders within the military had been causing concern in the national diet , having a highly trained killer on the loose wasn’t a controversy that they could afford .

𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐈𝐎 𝐆𝐇𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐈.                /            accepting ! 

❛  that’s not very nice.  ❜

now that was just petty.  did he  know  she couldn’t cook to save her life ?  if he did, this was a calculated insult. if not, well --- it was so  specific  of an ill wish, she couldn’t  help  but feel insulted. of course, this could  very  well have been because she swiped a piece of bacon off of his plate, but she’d certainly never concede that point. instead, she finishes and swipes the last piece, then takes half of it in one bite. ❛  sorry ... all that  bullying  worked up my appetite.  ❜

     ❛     and  if  i  dont  ,  what  will  you  do  ,  sugimoto   ?    ❜

Warcursed (PB), no Rock Cordel | Centro Cultural Banco do Nordeste Sousa