#⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐟𝐭.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ∶⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ andi⠀ &⠀ angelus⠀.

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               ‘   ✽   andromeda  observes  the  spectacle  in  front  of  her,    the  absolute  ridiculousness  of  it,    and  snorts,    rolling  her  eyes.    she  crosses  her  arms,    still  standing,    and  looks  down  on  angelus  kneeling  on  the  floor.     "  honestly  ?  "     she  echoes,    wetting  her  lips  slowly,    mischief  coloring  the  sparkle  in  her  eyes.     "  it  looks  like  shit,    i  think  it  is  absolutely  ruined,    irreparable.  "     it’s  mocking,    the  way  she  speaks,    the  way  she  utters  the  word  with  a  mix  of  disdain  and  delight,    because  she  feels  delighted  at  angelus’  despair,    at  the  loss  he’s  suffering,    even  though  it  annoys  andromeda  that  is  something  so  superficial,    so  selfish.  

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"This... is the worst thing that's ever happened to me." Cue the vampire falling to his knees, white hair pouring down the slope of his shoulders like a blanket of snow as his head hangs low, anguish swelling in his throat.

It almost looks like he might be crying for a second, before those glossy bluebell eyes flicker upwards, wet and pleading, lacking its usual predatory spark as he clutches to his white designer shirt like a dying rabbit. "How bad is it?" He asks in a teary voice, clutching the red bloodstain between his fingertips. "Tell me the truth."