[ Ronan's smile turns a little wicked when he turns towards the voice, something filthy to it. He knows, and he doesn't care</>, just how much everyone he's ever met hates this song. His smile feels sharp when he presses his tongue against one of his canines. ]
The murder squash song. Best. Song. Ever.
[ He raises an eyebrow, like he's daring anyone to disagree with him. ]
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The murder squash song. Best. Song. Ever.
[ He raises an eyebrow, like he's daring anyone to disagree with him. ]