Thread:NightclawstheNightwing/@comment-37335257-20190613175453/@comment-37335257-20190618135424

(They are both two strange weirdos who deserve each other. Amarillo definatly needs her to teach him how to control himself.)

"Then we shall too." As they walked, Amarillo slid a hand into his pocket. There was a second, secret one in it. His fingers slid over the old and worn paper inside of it. He drew it out of the second pocket, into the first one, to peek at it.