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Indie & Selective canon American Horror Story: Hotel rp.

donovan.

Heavy nsfw / triggering content.

Mun & Muse are 21+.

Multiverse, Multiship, OC & crossover FRIEDNLY.

Written by Teresa.

tracking: iintravenovs

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     Cue an overly dramatic eye roll followed shortly after by a sigh of equal dramatics. “… Are you finished yet?“

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                   He was nothing more than merely a resident of the Hotel Cortez. ( with strong ties to the owner, but alas. ) It wasn’t really his duty to keep up with the many acts of disturbance that occurred all throughout the Hotel, but for some odd reason, this one in particular seemed to clutch at the collar of Donovan’s shirt with a tight grip; demanding that he set his intention there. It mostly could have been a result of curiosity. Due to the fact that the door was indeed closed, Donovan couldn’t exactly see for sure what was going on inside — it could have been innocent for all he knew — but he chose to let his own curiosity guide him; leading him to knock, albeit harsh and impatiently against the hardwood door. He didn’t expect an answer per se; didn’t really care for one, he just had a few choice words to let out and make no mistake about it, that was exactly what he did. ❛ What the fuck is going on in there? Shut up or I’ll come in there and shut you up. ❜

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         ❛ — do you want to say that again? ❜ The line was a bit blurred between whether he was saying such as a form of a challenge or if there was something legitimately obstructing his hearing. Either way, the tone of his voice remained SOLID — as did the glare that came from icy, baby blue orbs.