CONTORTION: MILES MORALES 42
Kalopsia: the delusion of things being more beautiful than they really are. "You're not supposed to be here" I murmur, watching the smoke swirl around his face as his cold eyes reach mine, tracing down my body and resting on the spliff in my hand, he comes forward and takes it from me. Another trail of smoke leaving his mouth as he inhales my joint. "What are you doing" I spit, as he moves his fingers up to my neck. Opening my mouth with them. His eyes narrow as he blows the smoke into my throat.β¦