TONIGHT / private

[dannychan]

triggers: alcohol, depression??, past abuse
[member=722]Leafwing12[/member]

venom, while eddie was asleep, had.. raided the fridge. he had eaten ever last tater tot, every single chocolate bar, drank as much water as his body would allow, and then just decided to flop over the back of the couch. he still have a stretched tentacle held onto eddie’s hand so he didn’t end up somehow debonding, he let his tongue just hand out of his mouth and over the side of the couch because he didn’t know what else to do. he snarled softly and slowly seemed to slither back to eddie’s bed side. “hungry.” he growled, licking the males face. “eddieeeee, food!”