Facemasks ┊ Seungjin [OLD]

𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐝

Wearing a crumpled poncho, still faintly scented with a crackling, deep cinnamon, he found himself outside of a familiar convenience store.

Hoping for once, irony would leave him alone, so he could go back home and lay crumpled and deflated in his covers.