Datura Cookie was sitting atop a tree in the Violet Forest, writing. Was it his fanfiction? His diary? Who knows. Though, soon after, he’d sigh and put the book away, crossing his arms.

“So fuckin’ bored.”

He’d grumble, jumping down from the tree. Of course, he was currently on break from his duties. It was rather peaceful being away from Cayenne’s constant monologues and violence. Though, it also stirred up a familiar boredom within Datura cookie. He needed his dose of gossip and drama to cope with his stupid job.

Though, currently, everyone was somewhere doing something. Including his sister, Bluebell, surprisingly. And it wasn’t like he could leave the forest to go stalk his boyfriends. So, instead, he’d cross his arms and chose to go for a walk wings folded neatly behind him, hoping to clear his rather crazy, hyper head.