bro what the fuck
「 It's not really every day somebody nearly cleaves your head off by complete accident.
Then again, shit happens.
Really, she had just wanted to go home, and maybe take the longest nap of her life after all the stuff that had apparently happened and gone in her ears all damn day. Too much stuff that was not her problem. It'd be nice if everyone didn't try to preach their morals everywhere they went, but that an impossible wish and she knew it.
Thoughts of buying a pack of smokes on her way back was the last thing on her mind before something came flying out of the corner of her eye. She managed to duck just in time to practically feel the blade cutting the air centimeters from her face, and with that, Harley took a good few steps back to take a look at the person who'd nearly sent her skull flying.
A...kid. With a big sword. She'd ask how he was even throwing that thing around, but really, she'd seen worse. 」
So....was that on purpose?
Or is your aim just that bad? I didn't do anything bad enough to get on somebody's hit list yet.....at least, I don't think I did.






