[ imagine that i killed childe in this onsen would that be fucked up or what
well after his usual specific-curfew-trauma-texting, lu bixing's still sitting in the onsen, looking at the notification on his phone, and... as everything processes, he lets out a sigh, running a hand briefly over his face. ]
w4, friday
well after his usual specific-curfew-trauma-texting, lu bixing's still sitting in the onsen, looking at the notification on his phone, and... as everything processes, he lets out a sigh, running a hand briefly over his face. ]
...Two people this time.