Where the hell is everyone?
"Work", eh? A likely story.. Is that why I heard Eliza get up in the middle of the night the other night and say something about me ripping someone’s arms off? [She smirked, crossing her arms over her chest and raising a brow.]
Well I was working until I, uh, woke Eliza up at four in the morning. It's really Eliza's fault for waking you up, she was the one who got violent.









