Bearclaw Valley hey, have you guys seen my juul?

she reeled from him, his breath hot against the plush of her neck. hated it but whatever.

yeah i can fucking kill. that’s nature or whatever. a little close to tipping over that whole respectful act she had wanted to put on, but if one-eyed weirdo here wanted her to do bloodshed, she had an idea that maybe respect wasn’t the same here as it was elsewhere.

so bite if you want, but i bite back.