Shut up about my eye,Ruth snapped, temper flaring before he reined it in. He glared off into the distance, shifting and sinking back into the chair with a scoff.
While I bet you’ve prob got a smutty novel or two, scurried away, we’re a little busy for show and tell.They could talk about his eye another day, when he wasn’t so aggravated by the shit the Gods seemed intent on having him wade through.
The follow up was better, how did Nairn end up with such a handsome friend? Of course the assassin was having none of it,
No fair!he’d whine, shooting the man a scowl.
I can answer my own shit...How’d you think, Spiderbait?flashing her a wicked grin, before answering his own question a moment later.
Jobs, bar, parties. There was a mad night once, don’t remember specifics…winking at Nairn,
But we’ve been buds a loooong ass time. Even after he was dead.A hand waved towards the contraption.
Thought he was dead for a while, I’d like that not to happen again… cos she gonna come for me if not.
He wagged a finger at Nairn, his colouring paled, before another thought caught his attention.
Where’d he put down that bottle rum? Fuck. That was expensive shit too.
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