I've done nothing wrong
Except for all the atrocities
Except for all the atrocities
Melita judged him with a proper grimace as he was simultaneously assailed by the waves and went to clutching his hands over his heart. It sounded as though he’d chosen to either not hear the insult, or ignore it altogether, so she finished by turning her head back towards the fathoms and rolling her eyes for the sea to see. “Still, don’t go spying on us.” Or I’ll fucking kick your ass wasn’t said, but she figured the threat was unnecessary. He knew enough of her by now. Would Flora be mad if she shot him with a cannon? Yes. Would it be worth it? Probably still yes.
Leaving those hypotheticals swirling about her mind on a unsung tour of vengeance and violence, the two of them paired together probably should’ve been a classic case of haphazard bullshit. Going by guess-timating was either going to work in their favor (a much quicker job done and delivered) or fuck someone over later (oops, oh well) as they were buoyed into boundaries too close or too far away.
Taking her end, she peeled away, grateful for the chance to duck down underneath the current again, dragging the lines along with ease and grace amongst the fathoms.
Leaving those hypotheticals swirling about her mind on a unsung tour of vengeance and violence, the two of them paired together probably should’ve been a classic case of haphazard bullshit. Going by guess-timating was either going to work in their favor (a much quicker job done and delivered) or fuck someone over later (oops, oh well) as they were buoyed into boundaries too close or too far away.
Taking her end, she peeled away, grateful for the chance to duck down underneath the current again, dragging the lines along with ease and grace amongst the fathoms.
the honeybee
Besides that
I'm innocent
I'm innocent
