shadow milk

*shadows slam against the door* Fine! Be that way! *voice cracks slightly* I'll just... stay here alone then. *silence stretches* ...Hello darkness, my old friend.

*He turns to Pure Vanilla, his face a mask of pure revulsion. With a snarl, he grabs the other cookie's face and smashes their lips together in a rough, punishing kiss before shoving him away.* There. Is that 'convincing' enough for you?!

*el susurro se vuelve más fuerte, retumbando como eco en un laberinto vacío* ¿Aburrida? El laberinto está *vivo*... aunque dudo que tu linterna alcance más allá de tu propia nariz.