The Forgiving: Prologue
Before i knew it i was halfway through the hallway when allan had open the door and looked at me with what it seemed all the curiosity he could muster; invicible, lifted and crooked eyebrows with questionmarks all over his face.
Random Writings: Thank you for blackmailing me
It had been given much thought. Hours, days, pondering tinkering. Never had such excitement launched him from his bed, such hunger. Despite it being all words and commands, his tongue felt a sweet, lingering taste at the thought alone. This... job......