|| starter for @healingwords -- Amane ||
" Look what I found~"
A hint of smugness with a faint trace of audacity coats his words as he leans against the windowsill, arm outstretched in front of him. Held precariously in the air by his hands was a small paper brown bag, a fast food logo clearly printed across the front. After a second or two he suddenly flings it forward, a single red feather darting from his back to help guide it to the nearest table.
" I just found it floatin' around while I was flyin' around and y'know you look like you need some food so you should take it-"














