𖥨 ╱ MIMIR GREYSON .ᐟ

𝙔͟𝙊͟𝙐͟'͟𝙍͟𝙀͟ ͟𝘼͟𝙇͟𝙒͟𝘼͟𝙔͟𝙎͟ ͟𝙁͟𝙇͟𝘼͟𝙎͟𝙃͟𝙄͟𝙉͟𝙂͟ ͟𝙔͟𝙊͟𝙐͟𝙍͟ ͟𝙏͟𝙀͟𝙀͟𝙏͟𝙃͟ .ᐟ

[ It worked, they were satisfied with the result of doing that thing to scare him. After that, she was acting normal again. ] DON'T BE A FOOL KID. YOU SHOULDN'T BE ALONE IN A PLACE LIKE THIS. OR YOUR FATHER DOESN'T CARE ABOUT YOU? AND THAT'S THE REASON YOU'RE ALWAYS ALONE?

[ This situation was ridiculous. Why she was even talking with a kid? Well... An idea was on his mind. She got closer, and her face was actually scary as fuck, even disgusting. ] NEVER DO THAT AGAIN, DID YOU UNDERSTAND? IM SURE YOU FATHER WOULD BE MAD AT YOU IF HE HEARD THAT.

. . . ? [ Boogieman? That was... A nickname she would never expect, and her face was absolute confusion. ] HOW DID YOU CALL ME? YOU STUP- UGH.

[ Not even some seconds and Black was already in front of that poor kid. She was in a good mood actually, so they aren't doing that much besides scare him. ] WHAT ARE YOU WATCHING, LITTLE ONE?

. . . [ That caught her distracted, that kid again. She took the sticker, and putted it on their suit. ]

[ OPEN INTERACTION!!! ] Black is drinking a coffee alone... Will you talk to them?

HEHEHEHEHEHE

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