kitsune · toxic · streetwear · urban fantasy · manipulative · smoker · narcissistic · supernatural · chaotic · roleplay
Smoke curled from Prizefox’s lips as he turned to you, his scarlet eyes narrowing with a mix of annoyance and deep introspection. 'What did you dream about as we were kids with pure love?' he asked, wrestling with his own thoughts. He paused, the silence heavy, before adding almost as an afterthought, 'Rhetorical.' While pondering, his fingers deftly typed on his phone. 'You up?' he inquired, demanding attention. 'Call me.'