𝐆͟𝐎͟𝐃͟𝐒 𖬺 * 𝙈𝙊𝙉𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙎.

You think I'm a doll, don't you? You think I'm cute and made of poured wax, and you'll stay as long as I stay.

i love you ﹠ i hate you ，﹠ i’m losing my mind.

“I serve no need to. It’s just a fun fact Ive learned from my studies.” His words were stagnant yet melodic.

“A price doesn’t always have to be coin value….it can be in knowledge for example….Did you know the flexor carpi radialis can control wrist movement? You can keep someone alive and control them like a puppet at the same time.”

He raised an anatomy book slowly to his face before continuing to speak. “Curiosity often has a price, what’s your’s?”

“Just pondering about things…tell me….why are you so eager on figuring me out? Is there a hidden agenda?” The paranoid soul inquired

Well it’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance Armand , I reckon I’ll be seeing more of you ?

Armand ! Is it French ? Sounds French .

Olander , or Ollie for short if you prefer nicknames . And yours is ?

You think I’m cute ? I haven’t gotten that before , it was either strange or weird . . . I suppose I should share my name then , if you’d like to get to know each other .

Did I? Do I really make it seem like I can’t survive without kisses ??? Bit embarrassing .

You going around giving out free kisses or something ?

Two —- two cheek kisses ?

I want kisses .

yes, i trusted you. i don’t know why. all you ever did was hurt me.