[ well. there goes any pretense of a smile; it falls completely at the insult, only the murderous wrath left behind. another day, another crisis, perhaps klaus wouldn't extend his arm with the barest effort to push lucifer into the nearest wall. but it is today, and it is his sister he's insulting, and perhaps he'll revel in the outlet.
sorry not sorry about the you-shaped dent in the wall and the mess of falling plaster, by the way ]
i just stared at your tag, thought about this response, and hung my head in my hand
sorry not sorry about the you-shaped dent in the wall and the mess of falling plaster, by the way ]