🚨mc. scuse me... PLEASE 🚨
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Marshal Wallace ♊️
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"Koi" Greyson ♐️
Marshal
There's way less light here than it is on campus.
Grandmaster pulls a latern closer to us, then opens a ceramic container. Steam rolls out.
"Give me your hand," he says.
He sets the bowl down and pulls cotton ribbons from a bag. I watch him dip the cotton in the bowl with bare clean hands.
"Give me your hand," he says again.
I hold out my hand.
"Pay attention. You may need to treat yourself or treat someone else," he says.
Some liquid drops on my skin before the ribbon can touch me.
"Ahh sss," I hiss.
I force my hand to stay out.
"The stinging will go away quickly, then it will feel much better," he wraps the rawness up.
I struggle keeping my hand flat. Once he's done, he asks for my other hand. I give it to him.
All I can think about is everything. I wish I could stop thinking just for a little bit.
His next words hit me heavy as fuck.
"Koi scared you?" Grandmaster asks in an uplifted tone like he ain callin me out.
My eyes widen a bit as my head lifts up. I stutter, tryna sift through what I actually feel.
"Yes or no, Marshal. Please?" He asks.
I let my defenses dwindle. I don't really know how, but they do.
"Yea," I admit, letting him in more.
"He scares you?" He asks.
It takes me a minute to respond.
"Look at me," he demands.
