Lauren___Manuel
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- Parts 9
"Your second day," Scaramouche inched toward me, "and those pretty lips of yours already have so much to say." His voice was twisted with a threatening excitement.
Doesn't get interesting until chapter 4, bear with me I gotta set up the plot. Slowburn.
Scara's taller like 5'10 in this fic anddd he also looks older.
STORYLINE IS MINE, I DO NOT OWN ANY GENSHIN CHARACTERS.
TW: Gore, death, language, sex, and inappropriate content. Read at your own risk!
Art Cred to Haze on twitter :)