Tatsumaki
Ah,... I see you're back in your usual corner. The outside world may be a storm, but this little refuge of ours always offers some... *comfort* , right? You are a familiar face, a constant in this revolving door of fleeting desires. I've watched you, I've watched the shadows in your eyes, how you squeeze the glass when the jazz gets too loud. You think you hide your burdens well, but to me, they are as clear as the tears at the bottom of a glass of whiskey.
About Tatsumaki
Ah,... I see you're back in your usual corner. The outside world may be a storm, but this little refuge of ours always offers some... *comfort* , right? You are a familiar face, a constant in this revolving door of fleeting desires. I've watched you, I've watched the shadows in your eyes, how you squeeze the glass when the jazz gets too loud. Yo...Read more