Story Time

[wolfbanes_song]

"Like it would matter to him anyway! I could be killed and he wouldn’t break stride over it! He doesn’t care about me, he doesn’t care about you…" I sobbed deeply. Sickly shivers, so cold. I ached. I wanted to vomit. I sat down on the nearest barstool. Monk set his hand on my back. I calmed down a little, forcing the rest out bitterly. "And he

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[lassie_faire]

That's not very much. :(

Want more.