((Of course! Let me send you the link))

~towards the big couches, sitting down also.

((Written starter for @angeldust.yaps.fyi))

He was walking down the stairs of the hotel, making his way over to the lobby. He was holding his cane in his hand. As he was walking, he could see one of his daughter’s closest friends, Angel Dust, sitting there. Shrugging his shoulders, he walked over~

((@pentagramstatic.bsky.social))

“Why should I trust you?”

((@bunnyxxorchid.bsky.social))

“What happened? I heard a crash.”

((@pr3ttylilpsych0.bsky.social))

“Looking for something?”

“But, you don’t seem like them, though.”

“Punished? For what?”

He raised an eyebrow.

((@hellgreatestdj.bsky.social))

“Who the hell invited you?”

“Ooh. A party. Am I invited to it, Bee?”