Northstar Vale five car garage

It was so weird to think that now, of all times, Delight would choose to show off just how thick his skull really was. Had it been under any under circumstances and Queenie might have actually been able to find humor in his awkward boyishness, but perhaps because of the already weird undertones of this interaction and her personal cocktail of hormones, all that she could manage to dig up was anger. A lot of anger.

Nonetheless, she kept her cool. Queenie knew when to snap and when not to, and this didn’t seem like a good time for either party. It’s fine, Del, she said, voice audibly lethargic, It was just an argument, it happens. But that’s not why I’m here so let’s cut to the chase.

The more that Delight spoke, the deeper he dug this hole, the more annoyed Queenie became. Again, she remained silent and held back any visible signs of rage, but she was a-brewin’.

Its kind of up to you. If you’re not interested then I can go, but I figured why not. Right?