JAMES
"Oy, this is the height of fashion." James protested haughtily. "Besides, variety is the spice of life, love."He added, tightening the knot around the back of his head and then proceeding to make his way out the door.
As the cat offered its name, James just crinkled his nose. As a snake, he had an obvious dislike of cats, especially the ones that could speak. "I've always hated the ones tha'could do that, to be honest." The thief murmured, stroking at Phoebe's intertwined arm as they strolled through the streets. "Y'can never tell when they're lyin' and they're awful prone to gossip. If 'e ever says a word about me, best you just don't believe him."
As the cat offered its name, James just crinkled his nose. As a snake, he had an obvious dislike of cats, especially the ones that could speak. "I've always hated the ones tha'could do that, to be honest." The thief murmured, stroking at Phoebe's intertwined arm as they strolled through the streets. "Y'can never tell when they're lyin' and they're awful prone to gossip. If 'e ever says a word about me, best you just don't believe him."
"HOLD THE FUCK UP" I say.
I'm the fuck up. Please hold me.
I'm the fuck up. Please hold me.
