Yeah, I Was At The Masquerade Of

My Muse Is An Ungrateful Harlot Who’s Abandoned Me To Actually Come Up With My Own Plots.

All The Best, Sydney P.s. "the Red Hurricane" Is What I Named The Car. P.p.s. Just Because I Like You, It Doesn't Mean I Still Don't Think You're An Evil Creature Of The Night. You Are.

No, No. It's Always A Good Time For You To Call, Roza.

ʺthe Contractʹs Null And Void, By The Way.ʺ

Nothing Happened Here, Okay? None Of This Did.” His Eyebrows Rose. “really? Because I Could Have Sworn That Something Happened When My Hand Was Between Your—” “no!” - Dorian And Eugenie