I've done nothing wrong
Except for all the atrocities
Except for all the atrocities
True – the notions came as no surprise to Melita in any way. Her uncle had a habit of pissing people off for a variety of reasons – and most could be linked to a lack of forethought, planning, and poor impulse control (no, we’re not going to say which traits were inherited). So she remained a little crimson fortress, bobbing up and down on the waves while Jack spewed out the motives for vitriol at this particular hour. Opting to see the brighter side of things, her head tilted, very catlike. “Could be useful for you eventually, if he has more people coming in.” Yeah, for now it’d be a pain in the ass, but valuable shit could be moved.
The insinuation though caused her eyes to narrow, as if they were speaking around a particular topic. Rather than outright say it though, she wondered just how much each one of them knew in retrospect, and played, batted, instead. “That he’s making things difficult for you? No – he does that with many.”
The insinuation though caused her eyes to narrow, as if they were speaking around a particular topic. Rather than outright say it though, she wondered just how much each one of them knew in retrospect, and played, batted, instead. “That he’s making things difficult for you? No – he does that with many.”
the honeybee
Besides that
I'm innocent
I'm innocent
