08-15-2018, 07:03 AM
♛ SMOKED A PACK OR TWO, IT NEVER WAS A PROBLEM —
Just like Dabi, Dante really didn't give two shits what people thought about him. He was just here to order people around and be an ass to everyone, really, and he didn't care whether people liked him or not. The hybrid was prowling about at night when he spotted Dabi and he decided to approach the wolf. "Havin' fun?" The Strong Arm grunted, looking down at Dabi while flicking one ear.
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px darkorange; font-size: 24px;"]— DANTE♛
#psychosocial.[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px darkorange; font-size: 24px;"]— DANTE♛