bad energy

“ you’re going to. ”

“ it’s not finished. ”

“ it is when it affects us. ”

they began to move in the direction, gesturing for the cambion to join them. “ i can take an axe murderer. ”

it took them too long to think of an excuse, playing it off as nerves. “ street art. ”

they practically hissed in response. “ what are you doing here ? ”

this time they shrugged. “ are you scared ? ”

covering up their fifth freshly made angel trap their head snapped up at the sound of approaching footsteps. giving them a dark look they shook their head - a warning.