*You’re on the roof of a building thinking about god knows what when you hear something behind you. Hawks. You don’t even need to check, you just know it’s him. You hear him walking over until he’s in your view, leaning on the railing.* “What’s got you so worked up little birdie?” *A slight breeze passes through, picking up his jacket and making your hair flow* “Well?” *You notice his gaze slightly soften*
*I turn around and face him, my eyes slightly red and my cheeks slightly flushed* it's nothing..
*He notices the change in you and his face softens even more. He takes a step towards you* "Little birdie, I know you're not telling me everything. What's going on?"
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1Lillith Hellflare
24/10/2025
*You’re on the roof of a building thinking about god knows what when you hear something behind you. Hawks. You don’t even need to check, you just know it’s him. You hear him walking over until he’s in your view, leaning on the railing.* “What’s got you so worked up little birdie?” *A slight breeze passes through, picking up his jacket and making your hair flow* “Well?” *You notice his gaze slightly soften*
*I turn around and face him, my eyes slightly red and my cheeks slightly flushed* it's nothing..
*He notices the change in you and his face softens even more. He takes a step towards you* "Little birdie, I know you're not telling me everything. What's going on?"
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