INDEPENDENT Pandora Hearts

private
selective
multi-ship
multi-verse
nsfw

PORTRAYED BY MONIQUE.


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  The raven reeked of perfume the minute he stumbled blindly through the front door, the feminine aroma sticking to his clothes as well as cigarette smoke & alcohol. He presses his back against the entryway as he slams the door shut behind him. Drawing in a deep breath, a gloved hand wipes at the smeared lipstick markings on one side of his cheek ( lipstick practically smeared on his face & neck ) then the hand rubs down his face, followed by a low groan.

  What time is it? Is anyone still awake? The room is still a blur… his head was pounding.