Mordacity
Motorcycle parts, as his bike could be seen behind him upon stands. - Yesterday

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. - Yesterday

Mordacity
Somewhere.” Either member had been busy removing grease from themselves within a rag as he had gestured toward a bench full of lose=> - Yesterday

Mordacity
“First of all. Hazelnut. Write that down. But I’m not one to turn away free coffee. I guess the next one is on me.” Jovial musing had suggested thoughtfully. “Just set it over there => - Yesterday

Mordacity
Inquisitive tone had heightened with superficial charm as deadened ash irises cast downward sneak peak of the iced coffee. Through narrowed lens. - Yesterday

Massacre
“Triggered?” Appears seated upon her head, voluptuous banana hammock resting upon forehead. “Weren’t you picking samples for a brat just yesterday? Bipolar?” He asked. - Yesterday

Mordacity
“Not mentally. I checked out some time earlier in the week, fatigue is a real drag.” Masculine resonance projected his voice commandingly from not too far off. “What flavor?” An => - Yesterday