MOTH {Eddie Munson x Male Oc}
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...The boy stood there, wavy bleached golden blonde hair, his lanky yet feminine body seemingly disappearing under his baggy clothes. His head slightly tilted to the side and slightly down, the rest of his face was rested; though his nose flared. He held his slightly slumped look, he wiped his nose and smiled... "That was weak, hit me again."
TW: Mention of drugs, alcohol, smoking, cursing, mentions of sexual activities and character death.
Age: 21
Im gonna be using the KAS theory in this story, also vecna doesn't look like a cranberry in this for the sake of my sanity-.
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