fic rec Friday
Oct. 23rd, 2020 05:46 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
marcicatA Dire Place, by LtLJ
As if they were both following the same train of thought, Lan Zhan said, "Uncle will not be pleased about this Iron fragment." His tone held a deep irony that Wei Wuxian was one of only three people who would interpret correctly.
"Or who brought it," Wei Wuxian added, reaching for the liquor bottle.
"Especially that part," Wen Ning agreed.
As if they were both following the same train of thought, Lan Zhan said, "Uncle will not be pleased about this Iron fragment." His tone held a deep irony that Wei Wuxian was one of only three people who would interpret correctly.
"Or who brought it," Wei Wuxian added, reaching for the liquor bottle.
"Especially that part," Wen Ning agreed.
