Ninth House | Chat

[raviola]

@Madilfill

An intrusive thought crossed his mind—shattering it on the ground. Not that he enjoyed breaking things, but memories of a bar where customers threw their beer bottles under a large deck when they were empty flashed through his mind. It had been the bars thing, a chaotic yet oddly exhilarating ritual.

oh?
what is bro remmbering

@Madilfill

hidden rituals and activities might be unfolding behind the closed doors of this venue.

@Madilfill

“Well, some might argue that the true beauty lies beneath the mask, while others may find the allure in the stunning craftsmanship. It’s all a matter of perspective, wouldn’t you agree?”

is he calling her fake oop

@Madilfill

But perhaps, you’re saving the best for later?”

^^^^^^^

@Madilfill

Renlin downed the contents of his glass, his fingers rhythmically tapping against it, producing a soft sound. His gaze roamed the surroundings, searching for another drink.

SHOTS! SHOTS! SHOTS!

@Madilfill

Though wouldn’t you say we’re all just players here in our own way, aren’t we?”

ndjkdnknfk

i like where this is going
ren what stupid drunk thing are u gonna do

@idiot.exe

even with his absence

wait why was he not with them what kinda absence
did i miss sum

@Mouschi

Taking the glass to her lips with trembling hands, she took large sips of water in an attempt to steady herself.

is she gonna faint
PLS YES
i would eat it up

@Mouschi

Despite her best efforts to stay composed, her heart began beating faster, tears forming in her eyes. With each passing moment, the effects of the poison coursing through her veins only intensified. But she couldn’t show weakness, not tonight.

ok im offivially very involved in this scene
esther WHATS GOING ON

@Mouschi

she desperately wanted to figure out why he was so familiar.

ok but how awesome would it be if theyre not exes from high school or wtv atlas said and they actually just met this morning when he poisoned her