She sipped her drink and settled back, waiting for some sort of magic to happen to make that edginess back off of her. ...Unsurprisingly, it didn't happen. So, she sipped more of her drink, and let a few more moments pass for no real reason at all, aside from stalling.
"His name is Vicious."
...And that was as far as she got. She had more to say, but Vicious' name hanging in the air was enough to dispel it. It was like trying to explain a dream that could only make sense to the one who dreamt it.
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She sipped her drink and settled back, waiting for some sort of magic to happen to make that edginess back off of her. ...Unsurprisingly, it didn't happen. So, she sipped more of her drink, and let a few more moments pass for no real reason at all, aside from stalling.
"His name is Vicious."
...And that was as far as she got. She had more to say, but Vicious' name hanging in the air was enough to dispel it. It was like trying to explain a dream that could only make sense to the one who dreamt it.