Evil, Unintended

"You know we could have a really deep and emotional conversation now about friendship and trust and the wonderful dynamics of life but you've got that look on your face again." He sighed.

"What look?"

"You know, just that look you always have."

"You mean just my fucking face?"

"Whatever it is it looks fed up right now and if I didn't know better I would say jealous but I do know better and I'm fairly sure you're just hungry."

The analogy was embarrassing but fair enough until he muttered "or thirsty," at the end which earnt him another glare that he basically didn't notice, too busy waving at Chann and counting down on his fingers in the desperate attempt to see Chann just fucking neck whatever alcohol he was holding now.

🖤 Now Complete 🖤

What happens when looking for an escape from reality actually works, but not in the way you had thought.

And it's all because of those damn neighbours.

Sorry for how long the chapters are.

Comedy/ Romance/ Fantasy