dorian ♕’s Comments (group member since Nov 28, 2020)

dorian ♕’s comments from the Grimoire’s Return. group.

WE CAN HIT IN THE MORNINGGH

Break up with your girlfriend

Alex, still wearing his Venandi jacket, peaked over his shoulder at the woman at the door. She was petite, nothing much, except for the letter in her hand. She held it out. “For Caspian Lemendola?” Alex assumed that was the woman currently having a breakdown in Julian’s home.

Alex smiled and went to say something, before a knock came at the door. He looked at the door, then Julian. “I thought you said only she knows where you live?”

IS THERE A NEW BITCH

Alex smiled right back at him. “Is she okay?” He asked. He wanted to be sure.

Is this will Grayson meets will Grayson? But LESBIAN??

my heart

Marcus motioned. “Welcome to the court.”

(I also say whta are we twins)

(Yes😭😭)

(My dumbass thought you meant rhysand from acotar BYE)

Alex shook his head. He was fine.
He thinks, at least.
He flushed the toilet, washed his hands, and shook his head.

Marcus made slight twists, and even stopped for a bagel, but eventually they got to the courtyard. Right in front of them was a large expanse of land, bare.

Marcus nodded. “Good. Wouldn’t want my new lover to die already.” He patted her head. “This way.”

Alastair grabbed Ryan’s hand and vanished. They appeared near the Morten Lake, that flowed through the woods. Alastair felt drowsy. “Fuck.”

*housewife*

Alex made his way to the bathroom, and close the door. He locked it. He reached forward, and gripped the counter tightly. Jesus. What was happening to him? He felt dizzy.

Alex tilted his head in acknowdgement, didn’t answer Julian. “A perfect answer for me, yes. And, your not alone.” He turned towards Julian. “Bathroom?”

Alex tilted his head, and crossed his arms. “It isn’t. But if you get to ask a personal question, so do I.” He narrowed his eyes at Cas.

Alex nodded. “Why are your hands so scarred?”

Alex stared at her back. “I wouldn’t be here, if I wasn’t, would I? And yes, I know he’s a witch. I don’t care.” He tilted his head. “Can I ask you a question?”