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WHO: Wrath and George
WHAT: Wrath trying to be romantic and George being sure she might kill him
WHEN: Thursday evening
WHERE: Wrath's place
WARNINGS: TBA but probably just language
Wrath was on a high and feeling less like herself than she had in years. Which was a good thing. She felt less like killing herself and after spending a delightful evening with Pride and another one with Lust messing with mortals, she felt less like killing other people too. Lust had even gotten her to admit she had a crush on George. And since her sister sin had given her some advice, Wrath decided she might at least try something about it.
She brushed her hair and tried to look presentable. She made sure Sloth was out of the house, doing god knew what. She even set things up so she could make coffee and put a few three-day-old biscuits on a plate. And then she texted George.
Hey. Come over, okay? Door's open, just walk on in. ~W
No swear words, no lies. Just an invitation.
And so she waited on the sofa, trying to look somewhat pretty.
WHAT: Wrath trying to be romantic and George being sure she might kill him
WHEN: Thursday evening
WHERE: Wrath's place
WARNINGS: TBA but probably just language
Wrath was on a high and feeling less like herself than she had in years. Which was a good thing. She felt less like killing herself and after spending a delightful evening with Pride and another one with Lust messing with mortals, she felt less like killing other people too. Lust had even gotten her to admit she had a crush on George. And since her sister sin had given her some advice, Wrath decided she might at least try something about it.
She brushed her hair and tried to look presentable. She made sure Sloth was out of the house, doing god knew what. She even set things up so she could make coffee and put a few three-day-old biscuits on a plate. And then she texted George.
Hey. Come over, okay? Door's open, just walk on in. ~W
No swear words, no lies. Just an invitation.
And so she waited on the sofa, trying to look somewhat pretty.