01-08-2020, 11:46 PM
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NOTHING SWEET 'BOUT MY MISERY -
♕tags-powers♕
[OOC: ]
He was losing her and all he could think of was “fuck”. It was urgent, care was needed and he lacked knowledge to give it.
He would run to her, snatch her by her scruff. He wasn’t sure if the blood could infect him if it touched his tongue, but it was crucial he got her help.
[sub][W]isker[/sub]
♕tags-powers♕
[OOC: ]
He was losing her and all he could think of was “fuck”. It was urgent, care was needed and he lacked knowledge to give it.
He would run to her, snatch her by her scruff. He wasn’t sure if the blood could infect him if it touched his tongue, but it was crucial he got her help.