Dire Wolf Devil
๐ฆ๐ธ๐ป๐ต๐ญ ๐๐ช๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ป.
Graham blinked at Chloe before sighing as he then turned around towards Reaver and kissed him on the lips, putting a bit of zest in there as he grabbed him and held him steady by Reaver's collars before pulling away and then looking to Chloe with outstretched arms. "See!? I'm not his type, right Reaver?"
(GRAHAM IS NOW LEGITIMATELY BI-CURIOUS!!!!!)
Reaver had just found the hidden, small bottle of whiskey he had, and he was about to take a drink before he paused and widened his eyes from the kiss. The bottle falling to the ground. Thankfully, it was plastic. From the zesty kiss, though, Reaver's face turned a dark red before he fell on the floor once he'd been released.
Chloe widened her eyes at that, an instant trail of blood escaping her nose as she blinked. 'OH MY GODS, HE DID IT!'