❁ mister-kk ❁
"Well, would you look what the cat dragged in."
"It's a rat."
Her tone was flat and even cold for a second, even if she was joking around she hoped her words stung at least a little bit. This bastard. She's been waiting for this bastard to turn up for weeks. Leaning her elbow on the grand piano she took a drag off her hookah in her left hand and gave him a thin smile.
"Come to tickle the ivories, have you?" She tapped the side of the piano with her nails making a light clacking noise "It's been collecting dust."











