Slick Flex Chronicles

I want to lick the MC feet.!a

[A young eight-year-old child covered in leaves can be seen on his bed with a tired expression on his face]

I decided to take a break which is obvious bye bye

It was blunt, to-the-point and seething with venom. And Felix didn't know why, but he felt like he had to know. Like he needed to know. But what was the point? He'd only met this girl an hour ago. What gave him the right to pry into her personal life like that? Why does he care? Was he still clinging onto some speck of hope that this was the same Luna he had loved so many years ago? He closed his eyes and scratched his head in frustration. This wasn't the time nor the place to be thinking about this shit. Right now, he had to just survive the first day of school.

His brilliant amber eyes met mine and what I saw in them made my breath catch. "That's the shock. I've seen it in my men. I've even had some who lost entire battles after witnessing the horrors of war."  I found myself rather lost in his gaze. He was... incredible, if I was being honest with myself for once. Cassidy and I use to sit in the rose gardens and talk about our dream man and Sir Ramneal meant nearly every mark of what I'd said I had wanted. Almost perfect, except for that he was Althean. And that was unforgivable. "Arabella..."

"No clue. Picked them up three weeks ago from the remains of a pirate attack. They're all yours."

「fuー...!　fuー...!　nn...!」

"Your way smaller than me why am I sleeping on the smaller one?"