
wicked . desire
"тнιѕ cιтy looĸѕ ѕo preттy,
do yoυ wαɴɴα вυrɴ ιт wιтн мe?"
"тнιѕ cιтy looĸѕ ѕo preттy,
do yoυ wαɴɴα вυrɴ ιт wιтн мe?"
Wicked stopped circling him, inhaling deeply but silently to help keep herself calm. She glanced over at Caxx, flattening her ears, then turned back to Zanzy. She drew her head back until her chin almost touched her chest, looking offended. "Zanzibar, I am not... insane. Far from it. I suppose the 'insane' aura kind of runs in the family, I can't help it."










