Log in[Teaser] Morgan & Rhea's TF Quest: Act.II
You linger for a moment, your eyes drinking in the near-blinding glare of the colorful neon. Morgan stands behind the counter, their pupils and irises luminous with their characteristic blue light, their gaze fixed on nothing, as if they were navigating the very viscera of a world apart from this one.
They knew you were there, of course. They simply wouldn't deign to speak first.
Such was the depth of their stubbornness. And they would hold that silence, your opinion on the matter be damned, until the end of days if you didn't make the first move.
They knew you were there, of course. They simply wouldn't deign to speak first.
Such was the depth of their stubbornness. And they would hold that silence, your opinion on the matter be damned, until the end of days if you didn't make the first move.
