POISON PARADISE / open, poison training

A laxative? Arrow snickered to herself, now that would be a way to go. Just imagine, some poor sap trying to get a bite to eat and going out like that, laxative, diuretic and fucking vomiting your guts up. She wouldn't voice those thoughts out loud, they were both disgusting and too bluntly crass for a public setting. Instead she just shrugged, shaking her head. What questions would there even be? "Hey, Malphas, how much can I eat before I shit myself to death?"

She looked at Morgan, feigning a disappointed face. "Aw, darn. There go my plans."

★ we should be lovers instead  ━