week two ♡ thursday ♡ raven reyes

[he's pretty convinced this island is actually hell.

he's had a few weird hallucinations, but the one that keeps recurring is a steaming plate of leblanc's curry, with the medium-spicy scent wafting through the air and to his nose.

and every time, he has to remind himself that's it's totally bullshit. there is no curry.

at least he's not groaning this time, even if the smell (the non-existent one, of course) is making his stomach emit some strange, ungodly sounds. ...sorry about your roomie, raven.]