HOLD YOUR BREATH |
❛ you know, sweetheart, by the time this is all over, you're going to fall in love with me. ❜
❛ I wouldn't hold your breath,
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ACT iii. day of the dead. haha, get it ? CHAPTER xxi. ❛ DONKEY FONDLER VS THE STRAWBERRY SLUT: ROUND TWO.❜
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food market, hongkong.
"ARE YOU SURE YOU'RE OKAY, LEONA?" THREE ASKED in concern, eyeing Zero's clenched fists. The girl stood utterly still, a vacant stare lingering on her face. At first she didn't react, lost in the sea of her own thoughts. He gazed at her again. In the morning sun, she didn't look at all as if last night had actually happened. Her skin was fresh and radiant, completely devoid of blood splatters. Her legs were long and smooth, seducing eyes beneath a pair of black high-waisted shorts. Tied loosely around perfect hips was a yellow and black flannel, discarded beneath the hot sun. She wore a loose black shirt over broken ribs, tucked into her shorts. On her feet, black converse, and on her face, a pair of vintage yellow sunglasses as a means of disguise. Her hand was bandaged now and so was her torso ━━━ acting as a splint for her injury. "Hey. You okay, kid?"
"Just peachy," Zero muttered, eyeing the ghosts trying to blend in around her. "Why?"
