LOREN
Loren snorted at Sunjata’s response. As the bartender approached, the healer smirked right back at the other man. ”Two things can be true.” There was a taunting edge to the words, which was about par for the course for them these days. The Launceleyn tilted his head slightly to one side. "You can be a selfish asshole who paints himself as a martyr." The words practically dripped with scorn.
Leaning forward, he raised his eyebrows. "Not looking for thanks. Just tired of your bullshit, and not willing to coddle you. Just because everyone else is enamored with you doesn't mean I am." His voice was positively icy, and he lowered his arms to his side.
Leaning forward, he raised his eyebrows. "Not looking for thanks. Just tired of your bullshit, and not willing to coddle you. Just because everyone else is enamored with you doesn't mean I am." His voice was positively icy, and he lowered his arms to his side.
But don’t be weary if it’s broken
Families are like that—
they’re split up and always torn.
