𝐄𝐳𝐞𝐤𝐢𝐞𝐥 𝐍𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧

𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐭 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐭 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐇𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐍𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐀𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐍𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐁𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 , 𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐃𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐨𝐤𝐞.

Ghostcure.xn--6ii I will get to replies soon. Until then, feel free to message me, I don't mind.

That kind of day.

Ghostcure.xn--6ii My long week is finally slowing down. Thank you to everyone who's been patient, I've been out of town all week and I have work tomorrow and I'm so tired 💀..

Ezekiel merely whistled before tilting his head, completely unphased by this little .. tantrum. "Yeah , I don't think that's very polite, and I'm known to not listen to people very often. Wanna try that again?" He was definitely doing this on purpose now, and enjoying it too.

♡ 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎 𝐷𝑀 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑙𝑜𝑡.

Ezekiel merely put the shoe into his bag before shrugging, with a grin on his face. "Careful now— soon you'll start sounding like you enjoy my company, and we both know you'd be in for hell if I stick around." He then tilted his head. "Apologize or no shoe."

Hes here, it's bound to be a long night, feel free to keep him some company?

Ghostcure.xn--6ii It's been a long three days. Replies will eventually come. Thanks for the patience.

He noticed the other's discomfort, it was easy to pick up. "...What's your favorite type of wine?" He soon asked.

He shook his head and sighed. "Alright alright, I'll relent for now." He said as he looked at the other. "...I do apologize for your predicament."

"I heard that you know." He hummed softly, patting the other's shoulder. "If this was your work? You failed. I'll treat you to some nice wine when you're discharged."

"Well?... Go on, answer." He was purposely teasing the other now. "To my knowledge at least, you could've avoided this."

He whistled softly at this and shook his head, leaning back. "So, what did we learn, Leland?" He asked.

"Medium... I'll have to remember that." He gave him the bag of clothes so he could look through it. "How's the injury holding up?"

He chuckled and sat down before pulling out a new leather cowboy hat from the bag. "Here you go." He handed it to the other. "A new hat for you." He said before setting the bag down. "I got you a hat, some shirts and stuff. However I don't exactly know your size."

Ezekiel walked into the room, two bags draped over his forearm as he closed the door softly. "Heard what happened, thought you could use the company. I brought gifts.'

Luckily he has good reflexes— he's catching that shoe and keeping it.