A raise of a brow, and a slight tilt of his head, as a puzzled look crosses his face. “And that means?”
❝guess you’ll figure that out if y'get t'know me.❞
His pretty face remained as it was, calm and still as the unbroken surface of water. Dead eyes stared back, immune to...
soft features crinkled with hard edges of her muscles contorting the face to disgust, and offence. cas’ stance grew...