lxxi

462 28 2
                                    

Karina: you're losing a lot of blood! What's your type?

Winter: tall, older than me, dark hair-

Karina *blushing*: I MEAN YOUR BLOOD TYPE.

Winter: *looks at her wound*

Winter: .......Red.

Giselle: just let her die.

aespa incorrectWhere stories live. Discover now