send “is that my shirt?” for your muse finding mine in your muse’s shirt status: still accepting
❝ Hm? ❞
Thin fingers rub at fatigued hues, lifting her attention up towards the other vampire before falling to the fabric around her shoulders.
❝ Oh. I uhm… hope ya’ don’ mind. Mine got a li’l dirty n’ I jus’ needed somethin’ new t’wear. ❞
“T’be quite honest, ‘m no’ even sure if it’s clean or no’. Jus’ put on the first one I saw n’ it was a hell o’a lot cleaner then the one I was wearin’.” Kayla smiled back at him, tying the shirt back with her only hair tie. It didn’t smell too bad so she was going to assume it was clean. Even if it wasn’t, it would be better then nothing.
“THat is true, at least that one is not covered in blood..It maybe one that just mixed in with the dirty washing..” Axel smiled at her before he moved into the kitchen. “Hungry?” The vampire asked as he turned the oven on.
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