“You hold grudges,” Time passing by isn’t an apology.

Has anyone seen my big ass rat trap.

Do you even know what they did to people like me, who went against them? Rabbits. They called us rabbits. And when we got in trouble, or when we fought against them, they had ways to make us stop scratching each other.

" Cool beans. " { Whipping out his phone, typing the routine into his phone for later. } " Thaaaank you. "

" I see.. You don't mind if I take notes on that, do you? My hair routine isn't that great. "

🦈 YOU DID THAT SO FAST

🦈 thievery cuz im the bandwagon bandit

The blade definitely caught his eye, and he stared at it for a moment. Intrigued by it in all honesty. He can connect the dots, just by observing. Perhaps a fight is what caused the earlier mood? “ It's kinda addicting. And it's so good with and without creamer. ”

Surprisingly, he waited ever so patiently for the mood to shift. And the moment it does, he grins a bit. Tilting his head, while resting it in the palm of his head, his attention fully on Edge. “ It's only the best coffee on this side of town. ”

🦈 I will write more interaction starters later I promise 🙏

“ On the house. ” Moving back to his original spot, once again leaning against the counter again. He doesn't make any attempts for small talk. He does not feel like catching hands.

“ Hm. ” Cassius lets out a hum, before turning and grabbing a cup, as well as the coffee pot. Pouring the hot liquid into the cup, he sets it down on the counter. Motioning towards it for Edge to take.

Peeking over from the sound of the door bell chiming, he fixes his stance. Taking the moment to look Edge over... Good lord. “ Tough day? ”

🦈 got him working overtime lmao

🦈 lets get this show on the road

My teeth are aching......

🦈 my brother just handed half of my first ever highschool honor roll certificate and now I'm tempted to call to school to get my portfolio because I left it there by accident so i can have my official certificats, but it's been four years since I graduated and I dont know if they still have it

People cry, not because they're weak. It's because they've been strong for too long.

No

🦈 im crying just WHAT was i going on about???? 😭

Fuck.

My paycheck..........

☽ 𝙃𝙤𝙬 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 — 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚 ☾

The girls are fighting. 🍿

This desire for revenge will not disappear even if you forget.

Sitting in a booth, slowly stirring a milkshake with the straw. Head resting in the palm of his hand.

Limited edition Sweetheart Milkshakes. As well as heartbleeder milkshakes back on the menu.

I've been observing for a while, so why is it now I'm realizing that flower dude and those other guys were in a poly relationship this entire fucking time

🦈 giggles

What the fuck bro

I need blood — I need it so bad —

I'm going to lose my shit —

Agitated foot tapping. Agitated lip picking. Agitated nail biting. Hissing .....

The floor is still ruined..

Stay behind me pookie, I got this.

Spawns.

🦈huhwuh

If we're all going to end up the same way, whether we win or lose, then... Let's stay crazy until the very end.

Can't call it a bad idea when it's the ONLY idea!

LIKE???? WHY WAS IT NECESSARY? WAS THAT FAN SERVICE??????

Never watching hotel hell again, I just got mooned

🦈 goes crazy goes stupid

Sleeves rolled up out of the way while he sweeps the floor, preparing to close the cafe early for the day.

I fear even I have to deal with old ladies who try to douse me with holy water. It never works for some reason

bout to throw my ass in a circle

" very well, i will go get that for you when it's ready -- " the waiter freezes, arching a brow up at the being's fascination with the menu. and then it starts to peel it. that is.. also definitely coming out of his paycheck. sighing, he doesn't even have the heart to take it away. 💔 so instead

a flinch from the snap-- that sounded painful. patiently waiting, reaching into his apron again to pull out his little notepad to write on. with a tilt of his head, he leans slightly closer to the table. eyeing the order being pointed at. with a nod, he writes it down, before peering back