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triptramputee replied to your post:// Gonna talk a bit about how I feel like it’s...
» OH GOD I WANT HER TO CRY IN FRONT OF GREN SOMETIME
// I ACTUALLY HAD AN IDEA FOR A THREAD WHERE. HOLLY'S KINDA UPSET. AND SHE LOOKS STRAIGHT AT GREN AND JUST. "DO YOU THINK I WAS A BAD SISTER?" AND GREN JUST "........" BECAUSE HE HAS TO TREAD VERY VRY CAREFULLY.
triptramputee replied to your post:"Do you think I could keep a cat in this bar?...
"Yes."
"It's settled then. I'll get a cat."
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❝ Hey Gren ❞
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[txt: Gren] Just chased the kids into the backyard with kitchen knives. Best. Babysitters. Ever.
Uh.
Maybe he’d had too much alcohol for the night - nah, who was he kidding, it was never enough. But something must’ve been off with Holly, then, if she was suggesting… that.
Gren had never really been into that kinda shit; seemed pointless when one could just get a high off drugs and alcohol without being so intimately close with another person. It was some people’s thing, but not Gren’s. And Holly knew that (or at least, he assumed she did).
"Holly, no," he murmured, wondering if she’d had too much to drink herself. "You know I don’t do that."
Holly was currently laying on her back on her little cot, one arm draping off the side. She was still in her glamoured form and it made her realize just how much bigger this thing was. Enough room for two people, even. As much as it was satisfying to shed her glamour sometimes and just sleep it all away, there wouldn't be enough room for Gren. Even though he had the width of a street pole.
When Gren answered, she pouted even if he couldn't see it. Then, he went on and things got a bit more clearer to her. "Gren, you dumbass." She called from her room, rolling her eyes. "I don't mean that. I mean come cuddle with me." Did he honestly think she wouldn't remember he didn't like that?
"I'm lonely."
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He wasted no time.
Slamming his only fist onto the fancy-looking desk, Gren glared into the spineless little man, lips drawn back in an almost feral snarl. Leaning over the mahogany piece of rich shit, the titan glared into Crane’s beady eyes. “I think you know exactly why I’m here, you piece of shit. Lily’s dead because of you fucks and I ain’t being shoved out the door anymore. I want answers. Now.”
For added emphasis, he hit the desk once more, the hollow sound echoing throughout the large room.
"N-now, Grendel -- Sheriff Wolf is heading the investigation. I'm merely in charge of receiving information on what he's found..." The way he cringed and shied away from the one-armed, one-eyed man (which honestly would be rather comical in different circumstances) was almost pathetic. For someone that was supposed to be a public official, he didn't seem to exude anything even remotely 'official' when he was put under pressure.
"-- And I have yet to receive any. Perhaps you'd be b-better off, ah... speaking with Bigby?"
[ There really isn't much to say. He just sort of... crumbles to the ground, a lifeless expression washing over his features. His chest hurts, but also feels empty at the same time - he doesn't feel like he's here. He can't breathe, he can't think; everything is blurry and time has completely s t o p p e d. ]
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