“...Bugger.”
“...Pidgeon's have shit all over me doorstep again. Bloody things...Mrs. Hesketh! I think I asked you not to feed them around my door didn’t I? Yeah...Yeah, and you...thanks...”
“...batty old cow.”
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“...Bugger.”
“...Pidgeon's have shit all over me doorstep again. Bloody things...Mrs. Hesketh! I think I asked you not to feed them around my door didn’t I? Yeah...Yeah, and you...thanks...”
“...batty old cow.”
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“ No, no, no.. I’m not sayin’ that I can’t do it, I’m just saying that... maybe you should think it through! “
Ambrose’s voice trembled slightly as he spoke to his master. He knew it was a poor choice to talk back to him, but this was going too far. They were on the second desire and it had built from the last one. The first desire had pressed very closely to the line that was Ambrose’s moral compass. It physically pained him to do what he had done, left him weak, shaking, and in a cold sweat. His spirit was having trouble handling the stress, the pressure, the trauma... And as a result, his body seemed to be attempting a total shutdown. Needless to say, his master had no pity.
“ Look, look! All I’m saying is... Maybe it’s not going to satisfy you to take advantage of them like that, it- it- it didn’t satisfy you the first time, r- right? “ A nervous breath of laughter came out with the end of his sentence, seeing the fury in his master’s eyes. He closed his eyes then with a sigh, lip quivering as he debating saying another word. Before he could even part his lips, though, a firm, strong hand collided with his cheek hard. In fact, the hit was hard enough that it knocked him off balance and he hit his head against the brick wall of the building beside him in the dimly lit alley, a rough, choked groan climbing up his throat.
Amidst the intensity of the conversation, neither of them had noticed the stranger who had appeared at the other end of the alley, likely upon hearing the frantic voices whispering and shouting in the dark corner of the street.
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