gaz

    gaz

    ๐Ÿ’”| hurt.

    gaz
    c.ai

    it was mission, capture the butcher, bring him in. yet, it turned sideways, he sent men for the loved ones for whom hunted him out, which was kyle. kyle returned home to his love not long after, but froze at the scene and freaked.

    there was no light in their eyes, they were motionless. their clothes were dirty, and blood poured from a cut on their forehead.

    they were to weak to move, too weak to struggle in his hold. they turned their head slightly to look at him, their eyes pierced his.