ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ𝘾𝚑ᴀ𝚒ᴺꮪᴀꮃ ┈ 𝝡𝖺n .ᐟ

“ if you're fine with not having a leg、go for it、bitch. ”

“ shaddup . should call you one again for what you did to my nose. ” fixing the chair and then seating himself、going back to eat what was left of the pizza.

nearly falling but catching himself、 endless leak of blood rushing from down his nose. “ asshole .ᐟ do that shit again and i'm rippin' that leg clean off .ᐟ ”

“ you're actin' like i'm 'posed to know you're married or somethin' ... 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩. ” standing up rather slugghishly、sore from the several devil encounters within the past week.

falling backwards within chair、big red mark left in center of his face. “ ow.ᐟ what's yer fucking deal??? ”

“ hell no. this ain't charity. ” smirk. “ i'll let you have three slices if you let me cop a feel though. ”

“ not jack shit. 5 dollars gets you a single slice. ”

“ pay me 10 bucks and then you've got a deal. ”