pandakatiefominz
Wraith
Still the same man. Just different. That wasn't particularly comforting, Dark thought, looking out at the long dark road, not knowing how to reply to his sons.
"I can hardly imagine being attracted to anyone who isn't your father anymore," Daizi admitted, playing with her hair with one hand, "I don't know if that means I don't have a type or my type is highly specific. When we were broken up it was different, but now?"
"I can hardly imagine being attracted to anyone who isn't your father anymore," Daizi admitted, playing with her hair with one hand, "I don't know if that means I don't have a type or my type is highly specific. When we were broken up it was different, but now?"