"So did you get that blue marker writing off your face yet?" Sting asked while sitting in a chair with both elbows resting behind him. "It's not permanent ya know."


█▐ ❆ ࿐ᐤ ❝ ‘Course I did. Who would want t’ have a fuckin’ penis on their face all day? ❞
Nor does he wants the phrase ICE ICE BABY broadcasting on his– goddamn forehead.
❝ I know it’s not permanent, but it sure smudged like a bitch. Anyway, Juvia helped me out. All gone now. ❞ Gray huffed, complacent now that his visage has been spared from ruin.
