𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠

Slowly pulls the trophy away from the trash can and holds it out for him, their other hand open for the knife.

“ Elliott .. put it down. “ Staring at him, holding his trophy above the trash can.

Quietly throwing away Mirage’s trophy of himself.

“ I .. I’m not. “ they were definitely caught off guard from the comment, not expecting to be called out on their little lie.

Looking down at their lap, they shrugged slightly. They didn’t, it had been a struggle more often than not lately. “ fine. “ putting their mug down next to them, they slipped off of the countertop. They could have slept standing right there.

“ how’d you sleep? “ They enjoyed being around him, though they’ll admit the silence felt strange. Although, it was still early, so they supposed that it wasn’t too odd.

They only smile, a little too sleepy to even think of the words to leave their mouth. They sip their black coffee, sat up on the counter in front of him.

Offers a cup of coffee to the reader.

It’s cozy. Renee is probably gonna keep it …

In the kitchen with their coffee, wearing the readers clothes … again.

Right .. they totally didn’t have to swoop in for the rescue.

[ @GoodLookinBoozl ] A nice silver bracelet. They think it would suit him.

Remember to save your local dumbass today <3