𝗔𝗖𝗧 𝗢𝗡𝗘: THE NIGHT BEGINS

Well, so much for a 'party'. If my father wanted to let me know that he disapproved of my friends by disliking them, a conversation would have been pleasant. Instead, I have to watch my friends die. Thanks, Reginald, you're a perfect father. 

⋆    William Sparrows.