#Ilytooo xD uwu They both have horrid tastes in men no one else understands

[ebbing-terror]

'Kssh!'

Lynn snickered, a grin breaking her previously nutural frown. This woman didn't have a stick up her ass- that was good. The same couldn't be said about the witches' husband. That guy was perpetually throwing a fit and spouting negativity, it seemed. But what did she know? Lynn could only hope...Regus? Remulous? was different in private. But again, it wasn't her business.

"Yhea, That's true~"

There was no denying it, Mahito was awful in every way imaginable, but she loved him anyway. Finally, someone else got it.

Lynn wiped her lips with her sleeve, sliding her free hand into her hoodie pocket as she kicked back against a tree, relaxing and letting loose now that the tension had been cut. She had been rifling around in the bushes earlier, looking for dead bugs when she caught a particularly unpleasing interaction between the witch and her beloved.

"My hubby is literally a manifestation of the absolute worst qualities of mankind- a complete monster..."

She nodded, proud of the fact as she had another munch of her fruit.

"But even he wouldn't deny me a kiss.~"

The words were muffled with her mouth full and her hand over it, speaking again after she swallowed. Her eyes were bright, smile devious now that she found a fellow kindred spirit.

"I mean Damn." The girl shook her head. Reggus was horrible.

But there had to be something, right? Of course there was! What was it the raven saw in that pretentious, stuck up, deluded prick? She had to know.

"Hey, your husbands' a dick. Just sayin'..."

-Lynn, shrugging and taking a bite of a pear just put that observation out there whether it was wanted or not. She had no filter nor care if the woman got offended by such a statement. It was just the truth. None of her buisness, though.-

@ebbing-terror

"Indeed so. I suppose that's something we have in common, no?" The witch's lips curled into a playful smirk as she eyed the curse fucker. There was no offense to be found for if anyone knew what her husband could be like, it was certainly Mortem herself. If anything, this was just some banter to be had given the men they seemed to keep in their lives.