Tempting_Bunny
*she curled up on her couch, idly picking at her salad, sighing softly looking at the half eaten dish before she places on the coffee table*
Mordacity
Able to make up for the whole matter in time.” His voice had dropped as he turned to the stripped motorcycle, taken a moment =>
Mordacity
“It’s a start.” He playfully chided as he tossed the grease rag in her general direction, having not forgotten about the incident of her abrupt disappearance. “I’m sure you’ll be =>
Mordacity
Motorcycle parts, as his bike could be seen behind him upon stands.
Massacre
Having appeared at the wrong time obviously, left digits tapped the nose of the triggered thing. “I see.” Before he fell back from his sitting space, vanishing in to the shadows that be.
Mordacity
Somewhere.” Either member had been busy removing grease from themselves within a rag as he had gestured toward a bench full of lose=>
Tempting_Bunny
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