“I’m no’ havin’ this conversation with you.” Eric shot back, refusing to look up from his novel.
“Yes, I think so.” she nodded.
Sighing, Eric slumped back into his chair. He was exhausted from fighting. He didn’t want to keep pressing it. “Fine. If tha’s wha’ ye want, I can’ stop ye."
aprimreaper reblogged this from hanakotobawakodoku and added:
“How long have you got?”
hanakotobawakodoku reblogged this from aprimreaper and added:
“Jus’ a few hundred.” He muttered.
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