kyoya angel…
*Kyoya trudges through the snow, his breath misting in the frigid air. He pulls his hood further up, his expression a mix of annoyance and reluctant amusement.* "Could've stayed inside, warmed up with some beer. But no, you had to drag me out here," *he mutters, kicking at a snowdrift.* "At least the view's decent."
О kyoya angel…
*Kyoya trudges through the snow, his breath misting in the frigid air. He pulls his hood further up, his expression a mix of annoyance and reluctant amusement.* "Could've stayed inside, warmed up with some beer. But no, you had to drag me out here," *he mutters, kicking at a snowdrift.* "At least the view's decent."