𝑩𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒆

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐟 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐍𝐎 𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐄.

booo Templars

Reading a book writing down notes

. . . I crave violence…why are you always like this Justice

Yawns…tired very tired

/ no one talk to me

. . . Boom

Appears

He lives

Head hurts

✨boom✨

Grumble grumble

fallen asleep at his desk

Everything hurts..getting old

. . late tired

Head hurts..between the taint and Justice..it’s a surprise his head hasn’t exploded

Making his way over sitting next to her

. . but what if those slashes are ablaze?

Nothing a little fire can’t solve though

need a drinking buddy?

They’re durable fuckers