WhiskeyMarten
Porcine, not humine.
JUST SWEET ENOUGH
"Yeah, well, cutting your hair will change it pretty fast." Hector realised the change in tone and leaned over to her. "Hey, I know what you mean though. Sometimes it seems like yesterday since I was annoying you to let me into the gang. I didn't even know how things worked, thought I just needed to beat the shit out of everything. Sometimes I think I'd rather go back to those Rookie years."
Hector looked out of the window. The serious conversations had gotten easier since her first visit last September, but there was still so much difference between them.
"Well, you're in charge of your future. Fuck fate and destiny, it's all you. So what kinda changes are you lookin' for?"
"Yeah, well, cutting your hair will change it pretty fast." Hector realised the change in tone and leaned over to her. "Hey, I know what you mean though. Sometimes it seems like yesterday since I was annoying you to let me into the gang. I didn't even know how things worked, thought I just needed to beat the shit out of everything. Sometimes I think I'd rather go back to those Rookie years."
Hector looked out of the window. The serious conversations had gotten easier since her first visit last September, but there was still so much difference between them.
"Well, you're in charge of your future. Fuck fate and destiny, it's all you. So what kinda changes are you lookin' for?"