DizjayDeathPride
Five Thousand Club
Morpheus appeared sitting on its head. "Hey can you not hurt this one too much? I dont have this species as a toy yet"
"Nothing dont worry about it" Her voice was a mixture of death and ice. She kept walking, irritated the more it goes
He walked with her. "Do you still hate me or can I join you for a quick drink?"
"Nothing dont worry about it" Her voice was a mixture of death and ice. She kept walking, irritated the more it goes
He walked with her. "Do you still hate me or can I join you for a quick drink?"