“Can you sit up alright?” he asked placing a food tray on their bed.
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“It’s unlocked!” Their voice was weak —
Silvia had promised that she'd be back- and she was never one to promise anything. It had taken afew days, of course, she was a difficult woman to track- and even more difficult to actually get ahold of.
But, she had promised. And she'd be damned if it wasn't kept.
Knock.
“It’s unlocked!” Their voice was weak —
I am going to Kurt Cobain
I am going to Kurt Cobain
Bringing the cigarette to their lips, the lit it and took a slow drag.
“Still deciding on your new ink?”
Bringing the cigarette to their lips, the lit it and took a slow drag.
“Captain, got a question.”
She was holding her SRS99 Sniper rifle, Willow had something planned.
“You were sure in a hurry,” he commented.
Cigarettes scattering on the deck floor.
But still colliding with the pack.
But still colliding with the pack.
But still colliding with the pack.