02-08-2022, 09:30 AM
Crush him. She’d crush him. She’d beat his dainty face with a rock and crush him. Her lips pulled taut against her teeth, a bitten back snarl.
And then, a quivering, fake smile with bared teeth as she followed his directions, lifting her head.
Let him dig his own grave with a shovel named Fanny.
And then, a quivering, fake smile with bared teeth as she followed his directions, lifting her head.
Let him dig his own grave with a shovel named Fanny.
