invariablyscrewed:

       can’t you see i’m busy,                  the siren asked,      her eyes a glowing gold as she stood above the body on the ground.         another night,     another victim.          her fangs sank into her gums as her oculars softened to a dark chocolate color.        his presence reeked of demon,       which made her decide that he wasn’t enough to warrant a threat.                   @hellfirebound  /  sc

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he wasn’t going to respond with the most obvious answer that was of course;       yes.              that would have meant,      in his mind,         that he already knew that he was interrupting,         and just trying to ultimately save face.     it was the very thing that the demon was attempting to avoid.   

❛        don’t care.    ❜   simple words;    especially these days, but all the same, the demon didn’t care what she was doing or how busy she was.

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