Kintla Flatlands the sun has blinded me

Usually mine lives on the couch. Or in the couch. Sometimes the couch eats it, or tries to. Not sure what prompted me to take it to bed last night lmao. Desire to be warm under blankets, probably.

Instantly, he was reminded of Cara. The lone female's taste for being overdramatic spurred an unpleasant sort of response in him. Perhaps if he had been of a different persuasion, Mordecai would have felt just the tiniest bit of bad for spurring her response. Instead, the persuasion that he found amplified a note of aggravation in him. In lieu of a response, he could only watch her with an expression that suggested are you finished and wondered if leaving her behind in the dust wasn't such a bad idea.

In fact, he would have at least waited to see if Cara was going to finish her display. Abruptly, he continued on, realizing he would rather not deal with waiting to see when she would knock off the theatrics.