I'm a lady, like whoa
I could bring you to your knees
The hammer she’d flung into the corner was a lost cause, so she goes to grab a new one and some nails. Her attention finally on the job at hand, brought back from her grief by the adrenaline still coursing through her veins, Weaver sets to work patching the holes. She’ll be here until the job is done, and hopefully they’d be a little more productive this time around.
weaver
get you kicked out the Garden of Eden