There's a story about a one mischievous animal with it's fur as black as charcoal and it's eyes are blue like an ocean, brings bad luck to all who met it.

are you ready to meet him? 

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she's there, laying on the comfy white sheet bed with a black tank top and a pair of leather legging wrapped around her body. her wavy hair pulled up into a ponytail keeping herself look bad yet classy, and to mention that she didn't forget to apply some gels to her hair. with only a help from the moonlight shining through the hotel's dark room, bruises on her toned skin become visible in his eyes. he can still remember the moment he saw her on that roof.

her eyes was

red.