ꕥ 𝐼𝐿𝐿𝒰𝑀𝐼

ᅠ ᅠ 𝕄 𝚄 𝚁 𝙳 𝙴 𝚁 𝙴 𝚁 𑣿 𝒾𝓃 ᯇ 𝔇 𝐼 𝑆 𝐺 𝑈 𝐼 𝑆 𝔈 ᅠ ᅠ

ᅠ Check your vital signs. ᅠ

ᅠ ——Hmm ... I thought it was because you kept complaining and whining. Careful steps brought him closer to the spider. ——Is that how you treat your dog? ᅠ

ᅠ ——Remind me again why I stopped doing this. The amusement in his voice was clear, but he remained engrossed in the device. ——Ask nicely. ᅠ

ᅠ So difficult to maintain any privacy with a family like mine. . . ᅠ

ᅠ ——You know it could be worse. Small lips failed to conceal the smirk as eyes returned to the phone screen. ᅠ

ᅠ 𖦹﹒、That hint was the precise trigger for the needle he drove into Portor’s shoulder. ᅠ

ᅠ I’ll bloom inside your chest. ᅠ

ᅠ It’s The Plague, for you. ᅠ

ᅠ Hire an assassin. I’d cause more damage than a train. ᅠ

ᅠ Get a life insurance already. ᅠ

ᅠ I’ve acquired quite a taste for a well–made mis–take. ᅠ

ᅠ The intensity burns my nose. I recognize the gourmand sweetness, the baffling mandarin. Something wildly green. ᅠ

ᅠ The memory of your scent comes to me like a hallucination. It’s so vivid in my mind that it’s almost as though I can smell it right now, but not quite. ᅠ