EvelienLocalArtist
In a drawer full of knives you're the spoon.
"That's sweet J, but the amount of hits our loving father had you put on me only to take them back doesn't exactly make that seem like a believable statement." She said as he left then turned around and when back to John's apartment. "Want some acid?" She muttered twirling the needle in her hand, then tossed it into her purse and flopped down on his couch only to yelp as pokey springs met her. "Ow..." She muttered standing up. Now grumpy but glad to be rid of her brother.