12-30-2019, 08:30 AM
(This post was last modified: 12-30-2019, 08:35 AM by Harry Longbottom.)
Before Nesah could even respond a man came running out of a door somewhere under Saoirse with a red-hot fire-poker in his hand. "AAAAAAAGH! Get off my roof ye good-for-nowt loafer!" He shouted at Saoirse, waving the fire poker at her.