✶⃘ 2p Two Timeִ ִ ᰫ 𝇌ׄ 𓈒

(you're Azure)
Well, now Two Time was all alone, sitting somewhere in a field, holding a millet in one hand, which was clamped between his lips, and in the other hand a ritual knife. He was somewhere near the cemetery, it was quiet and peaceful... Two Time liked it, and he was completely relaxed, with just a slight frown. But then, he felt a hug from behind him, and he growled in his throat in displeasure.
— What do you want from me, whiner. Get the fuck off of me. I don't need your pathetic love.
The millet cane clicked between the Two Time's teeth in annoyance, while he drove the nuisance away from himself, threatening with a dagger at Azure's throat.