Nov 21, 2017
“how’s my favourite guy doing?”
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“how’s my favourite guy doing?”
@beater-mclaggen
“Oi -- get up--” nearly pushing the boy off the bed, “your sister let me in, now wake up and be useful--”
Felice hadn't been come face to face with the man for hours, since she had a therapy session to attend which took considerably longer than usual. Excitement was taking the better of her as she walked closer to their room, the ache of longing to be with him echoed through the very marrow of her bones. At first she did not notice it upon entering the room. But as she lowered her head in suspicion of the stillness of the room, she staggered back at the sight of the red liquid on the floor and her smile soon faded. Her glistening eyes followed the spattered blood trail, almost forcefully, like it had a mind of its own as some would say. "Ace?" She called out to him, curiosity arousing in her mind.
Cunt? That’s the best you could come up with? Really?
"Because bitch is such a great insult obviously."
