Duplicity [h.s]

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He...

Sirens || HS

The distaste shared between the young man and woman was indefinitely consensual. It was a quarrel between the dilemma of riches, lack of trust, and the innocence of simple idolizations. He loved the reality of words. She loved the juvenile pleasure of music. Until, In a plethora of insignificant events, the man and...