12-30-2018, 01:27 AM
[align=center][div style="max-width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9.5pt; line-height: 1.4;letter-spacing:.1px"]Cleaning was just about all Ambroise had ever done. It was, ninety nine percent of the time, someone else's mess he tidied up, be it wounds or the aftermath of a party with bottles strewn everywhere. Truth be told, he wished he'd done more of it. That alleyway had been dirty as hell, and while he hadn't known much else, the grime and garbage had driven him up the damn wall. He'd hated living in filth, suffocated by greasy bodies that smelled of old blood and sour meat. Disgusting. It was one of the few features of this place that he appreciated: the openness, the cleanliness. Made it hell of a lot easier to breathe. Ambroise never felt like there were twelve people crawling down his throat every time he inhaled, or like exhaling was taking every bit of oxygen from every cell.
And he loved that it meant the Christmas shit was finally out of the way. It would have been better if Orpheus weren't in charge of that, because somehow, he'd managed to crawl straight onto the top of Ambroise's shit list. Not that there were any competing participants. They were all dead.
"Not about might can," he grumbled, hazel gaze narrowed, "it's about might should." Ambroise sure as hell didn't want to listen to anything that came out of their mouths, and as a bit of a personal joke, he found a random tune and mockingly crooned, "Je m’emmerde, tu m’emmerdes- t’es vraiment emmerdant, toi."
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And he loved that it meant the Christmas shit was finally out of the way. It would have been better if Orpheus weren't in charge of that, because somehow, he'd managed to crawl straight onto the top of Ambroise's shit list. Not that there were any competing participants. They were all dead.
"Not about might can," he grumbled, hazel gaze narrowed, "it's about might should." Ambroise sure as hell didn't want to listen to anything that came out of their mouths, and as a bit of a personal joke, he found a random tune and mockingly crooned, "Je m’emmerde, tu m’emmerdes- t’es vraiment emmerdant, toi."
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mall-caps; line-height:1.1;"]there is no such thing as a dawn or a dusk — it's daylight until it is night; and there is no such thing as a dying man — we are alive 'til the moment we are dead
mall-caps; line-height:1.1;"]there is no such thing as a dawn or a dusk — it's daylight until it is night; and there is no such thing as a dying man — we are alive 'til the moment we are dead