Hell0NHighWater
Queen of Hell
Watching her as he took a sip of his beverage, Vince found himself almost entranced. Crinkling his nose at the thought, he quickly dispelled any and all attraction considering that she was being a complete bitch to him. Not that he had seemed to mind all that much. Slowly making his way out of the kitchen, he made his way outside and to the garage build into the house.
Quickly stripping his shirt, Vince looked at the rusty truck he had been trying to get to work for years. Everytime he came close to getting it to work they would switch it for an even more broken one. Much to his irritation. Vince figured he'd at least let her explore and get used to the new cage while he worked on trying to get this thing to work and get out of here. Not that he'd have anywhere to go.
Switching the raido on, he leaned over the engine working on some of the things that needed to be replaced.
Quickly stripping his shirt, Vince looked at the rusty truck he had been trying to get to work for years. Everytime he came close to getting it to work they would switch it for an even more broken one. Much to his irritation. Vince figured he'd at least let her explore and get used to the new cage while he worked on trying to get this thing to work and get out of here. Not that he'd have anywhere to go.
Switching the raido on, he leaned over the engine working on some of the things that needed to be replaced.