Recording The Confessions of Dorian Gray S3 (x)
We close at midnight I think, so whenever we’re let go after that.
Just remember, no one here is actually my friend.
I’m dead and this is hell.
Heading into work. Pray for me.
The empath closed his eyes, revelling in the gentle touch. “Would I do that?” he murmured. He cupped his hands under the water, mischievously, and poured it over Isaac’s head.
“Yep,” he stated without any hesitation whatsoever, pressing a kiss to Summer’s kneecap as he began cleaning off his legs. Then he shivered and burst out laughing, glancing up at him once more. “Such a child.”
Summer just grinned down at him. “You love me this way. You don’t want me to change.”
“It’s adorable. You think I’m cool? I’m not sure you’ve been paying attention, really … “