Barrow Fields once there was a queen named gioma

the grin slipped from his features as she punctured his hopes and dreams like a quill held to a jellyfish. r00d! he stopped blinking and turned away briefly, delivering the chestnut woman the hairiest eyeball he could muster.

it wasn't a very convincing one, especially since she had just imparted upon him some serious Bro Wisdom that not even arrille had the good graces to bestow upon him. his sagged features lifted a little and he looked at rosalyn much more warmly than he had before.

"couldn't have gone anyway." he started to explain: "because then i'd be losing my family. family that, for the record, is not as handsome as me and definitely should count every day as a blessing that they have with me." was that all it took to lift ingram's spirits? a sly quip? surely he was not that one dimensional?

nope.

he was definitely that one dimensional. "my girlfriend and my sister -- that's the alpha -- didn't exactly get along and she just chose the wrong time to stand her ground.. oh, and she called my sister a lunatic. it almost felt like a family reunion except nobody got killed. who are you, by the way?"