[The movement’s come from an alleyway between two large buildings, entwined with vines that clot the way forward. Though Charlie’s attention seems to make them writhe more prominently, as though knowing they’re under scrutiny, he’s met with wet, pulsating noises for a few moments more.
Pleasant!
Until finally, they slowly coil back and part. The alley is thick with slow-floating dust motes, and visibility is poor. No one steps forward just yet, but a wretchedly low and rumbling voice emits from that darkness:]
What’s there to say? This is how it all should be.
hands u a wet Henry
Pleasant!
Until finally, they slowly coil back and part. The alley is thick with slow-floating dust motes, and visibility is poor. No one steps forward just yet, but a wretchedly low and rumbling voice emits from that darkness:]
What’s there to say? This is how it all should be.