On the Hunt

[toxicrevenge]

Ah, night time. Carmilla was getting ready to crash for the night. Her apartment was a livable mess and all she had on was a t-shirt and a pair of green underwear. She had Atom & His Package as loud as she could legally on her computer.

Which left Carmilla unable to hear her phone as she was dancing around her apartment with a tooth brush in her mouth singing along badly to the song playing.

I am comign in..try and stop me
push furniture in front of the door, it only gives me something to push against

in the full heat
of the summer'sday
you're telling me
to go away

but you owe me 8 thousand dollars, and i could use it

i'm only getting stronger, you may have noticed
but my head full of memories propels me ever forward
and in the living room
i can't see where you are, but the back door's locked, so you can't have gone far

and 8 thousand dollars is a whole lot of money and i could use it

could be that it's my imagination
but i think i hear you now
so come out, come out
wherever you are
olly olly olly olly olly olly ox and free
see, i'm perfectly aware, where it is that our love stands,
but the plain fact is that you owe me 8 grand,

if it helps jog your memory, i lent it to you on Tuesday when we were drinking...