βI didn't say you couldn't be yourself, Hox.β xitter.cf/MyFuckingMask/status/8β¦
"I'm only being myself, Clover can't fuckin' change that." xitter.cf/Lucksisms/status/81374β¦
βHoxton, don't be like that. I'm only saying.β xitter.cf/MyFuckingMask/status/8β¦
"At this rate, I don't even know you." xitter.cf/Lucksisms/status/81374β¦
βShe can take possibly be that dreadful.β xitter.cf/MyFuckingMask/status/8β¦
"And I'm hopin' I'm dead by then." xitter.cf/Lucksisms/status/81374β¦
βIf ya say so, but you do know you're gonna have to know her eventually, right?β xitter.cf/MyFuckingMask/status/8β¦
"I don't know her fuckin' name and I don't wanna know it." xitter.cf/Lucksisms/status/81374β¦
βSydney?β xitter.cf/MyFuckingMask/status/8β¦
"I'm talkin' about the chick that thinks that she owns the place." xitter.cf/Lucksisms/status/81374β¦
βI just got back here, who the bloody hell are we talking about here?β xitter.cf/MyFuckingMask/status/8β¦
"Well, who's the new fuckin' guy here?" xitter.cf/Lucksisms/status/81374β¦
βOi, who you talkin' about, mate?β xitter.cf/MyFuckingMask/status/8β¦
βCan't argue with ya there, mate.β xitter.cf/KeenFeline/status/8137β¦
βYou little twa-- Agh!β
She tries to get up, only to fall right back down on the ground, her mask falling halfway off.
Clover brings another kick to his stomach, keeping her foot there as he gives Grayson another whack to the head, laughing victoriously.
βYou're what's wrong, you bloody pest!β
One last swing onto the ground, as pieces of earth swung into the air, and she swung them at him.
- weapon first, her left arm following after. She manages to get up while gripping her left shoulder, glaring up at the male above her.
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