“ did you say lucky thirteen? it’s UNlucky thirteen, ya frick.” (Greedling)
‘’Fine. Whatever you want. It’s not like you’re always correct.’’ There was a slight hiss to his tone as the sin folded his arms and turned away from him. Damn the other could be annoying. Sometimes he wished he’d run off again. ‘’At least it’s gonna be very unlucky for you if you continue like this.’’












