@bythetale as woody said: you look like you’ve seen a ghost or something.
marvin and tige.
her heart hammers in her chest to the rhythm of fuck, fuck, fuck, what the fuck? words she wouldn't use around the presbytery, if there was any worry.
she peeks over, curious despite her trepidations. trepidations? hell, she's scared out of her wits! " you stay back there! not a step closer! "
her arm points, accusatory, an attempt being made at menacing. " i'm onto you, guy! " she's got to say, the illusion is damn good. " you're good, i'll give you that one thing, but i'll make you pay for this. you'll see! "
she stays comfortably, safely, at her distance. there's only one person to blame for this. a huge inhale heralds, " ssss---id! "











