I've done nothing wrong
Except for all the atrocities
Except for all the atrocities
Melita, entirely unaware of the constant delivery services towards the Taliesin homestead, narrowed her eyes into pinprick slits. “What? Fucking hell. What do they get letters about?” She could probably assume every minutia of someones’ problems, but gods, why couldn’t anyone try to fix anything on their own anymore? “Can’t I just ignore them?” Which, for the moment, was what she intended to do.
Lowering the Firecracker a little more so they were floating and coasting above several landmarks of King’s End, she hummed lightly to herself; giving a shitty little Cheshire grin at Flora’s insinuations. For the matter at hand, the Honeybee was proud to have been chosen – though she’d probably fucked it up hours later at the tournament, those instances were gone. “Some of it was vague and chaotic, and others seemed to be very specific.” She winked, nose wrinkling a bit. “Take all of Koa’s shoelaces, scare someone named Hawthorn…and drawn on Remi’s face while he’s sleeping.”
Lowering the Firecracker a little more so they were floating and coasting above several landmarks of King’s End, she hummed lightly to herself; giving a shitty little Cheshire grin at Flora’s insinuations. For the matter at hand, the Honeybee was proud to have been chosen – though she’d probably fucked it up hours later at the tournament, those instances were gone. “Some of it was vague and chaotic, and others seemed to be very specific.” She winked, nose wrinkling a bit. “Take all of Koa’s shoelaces, scare someone named Hawthorn…and drawn on Remi’s face while he’s sleeping.”
the honeybee
Besides that
I'm innocent
I'm innocent
