[ She downs the vile concoction and thunks the tumbler down on the bedside table and crawls on top of Luci. She's a little smaller, sure, but that doesn't mean she can't cage her and her security whiskey against the bed. ]
Oh shut up.
[ She could explain- tell her to think about what it would mean if they could find and confront their captor. They'd be free. Freer than they could ever be at home.
But fuck talking about any time besides now. In fact fuck doing anything besides kissing this devil. ]
no subject
Oh shut up.
[ She could explain- tell her to think about what it would mean if they could find and confront their captor. They'd be free. Freer than they could ever be at home.
But fuck talking about any time besides now. In fact fuck doing anything besides kissing this devil. ]