valeriagoyle.
“You know, my brother owns this club, so if you don’t stop harassing me I’ll have you thrown out—-unharmed, if I’m feeling generous. Which I’m not.”
“OR-- -” Sera interjected, sidling up alongside her sister, “it’d be much more fun to take you up to the roof, push you off of it, and frame it as a failed, bibulous birdwatching accident.”








