I’ll save my home. And I’ll help save everyone else’s, too.
There was always the one who had to be the main hero, wasn't there? To step up to the plate and instantly decide that everything should automatically sit upon their shoulders. Needless to say, Rhea didn't understand people like that...
Rhea scoffed at the seemingly younger of the two when he gave her a smile alongside with an obvious answer. When the other mentioned that he was actually from Radiant Gardens, more specifically spending most of his time in the castle, eyes narrowed in attempt to remember at all. Alas, nothing...
"How many times do I have to tell you that I'm not selling that item to you?"
Hazel hues rolled, indicating the developing vexation that was currently coursing in her veins as both parties crossed their arms almost simultaneously. The merchant huffed, ultimately fed up with the constant...
alright, you glorious + fabulous people.
i think it's safe to assume that this thread is morto e sepolto (dead and buried). i can hardly reply to anything anymore cause my life is beyond crazy + as much as i don't want this to die, i think it's inevitable.
oh, i didn't know you were actually going to take my description seriously. if that was the case, i would've said it looked like wonka's chocolate factory.
the mall looks like any other mall but just with a huge tank smack in the middle and dead bodies mangled everywhere. blood on the floor, bullets embedded in the walls, glass broken and cutting into people's flesh. debris floating in the air, armed men walking along corridors, holiday songs can...
There was always a certain softness whenever Madeline heard her name flow from Ty's mouth. Through the years of them being together, romantically or not, she always knew that publicly showing affection wasn't his strong suit and understood completely. It was certainly nothing to make a fuss...