In that case, I was having a really fucking good one until your ass showed up. And then I found myself staring at some wild-looking man with no head and a thing for bears.
...Ah. The Hessian. You saw that? I blinked and found myself in a queer looking room with a dancing man wearing nothing but a...um, bed sheet. And a very strange young woman who sprayed something in your eyes.
Which brings me to the second matter. Who was that woman, Mr. Duke?
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Are you flirting with me?
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Which brings me to the second matter. Who was that woman, Mr. Duke?
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