I've done nothing wrong
Except for all the atrocities
Except for all the atrocities
Shenanigans helped Melita cope with any boring and droll tasks, so between herself and Jack pushing, shoving, and acting like three year olds, the Honeybee was content and in her element. Shrugging her shoulders at any flying leaves landing where they might be irksome, her indifference to anyone else’s plight was noted by continuing to hack away with the machete – and then storing it without a trace of remorse.
For later.
She glanced at the seeds, huffing another breath, before grabbing a fistful and heading over to where they’d been snagging at the sugarcane. Placing them down into the remnants, and chucking a spare few at Jack for good measure, she applied herself somewhat to the task.
--
Melita plants!
For later.
She glanced at the seeds, huffing another breath, before grabbing a fistful and heading over to where they’d been snagging at the sugarcane. Placing them down into the remnants, and chucking a spare few at Jack for good measure, she applied herself somewhat to the task.
--
Melita plants!
the honeybee
Besides that
I'm innocent
I'm innocent
