"I forgive you for tazing me" he wiped a tear of laughter away
Vida sighs and takes Red's hand.
"Now that's more like it. I would drink to that, but the guards took all my goddamn booze."
She turns to Red and looks into his eyes with a loving smile.
"Tell me, kid, how you are you?"
"Now that's more like it. I would drink to that, but the guards took all my goddamn booze."
She turns to Red and looks into his eyes with a loving smile.
"Tell me, kid, how you are you?"
"Just what we needed. A sober middle aged woman and a young man sharing their saliva whilst in the presence of authorities and a door that may lead to their deaths. Absolutely wonderful."
"Oh my gosh, you said that so weird" she started laughing.
Then she stopped laughing, but continued to smile "I'm just glad nobody asked me to do that"
He was laughing so hard he couldn't breathe
"Oh, believe Me, Violet, I'll make sure you'll suffer!"
She laughs and lowers herself to Red's hand. Her face becomes so close to it, Red can feel her breathing very lightly.
"Michael, please, have some decency! Like hell I'll kiss a boy who is 15 years younger than I am."
Vida plants a light kiss on Red's knuckles, gently pulling away with a curstie.
She laughs and lowers herself to Red's hand. Her face becomes so close to it, Red can feel her breathing very lightly.
"Michael, please, have some decency! Like hell I'll kiss a boy who is 15 years younger than I am."
Vida plants a light kiss on Red's knuckles, gently pulling away with a curstie.
"Yet, you will defy a man more than a hundred years older than yourself?"
`` . . . ``
I'd blush a bit then pull my hoodie over my head.
I'd blush a bit then pull my hoodie over my head.
He walked to red"finally, a girl kissed you"
"Ok, just don't make me kiss anyone, cuz they might end up in the hospital and possibly not come back out"
Vida laughs uncomfortably.
"Haha, we'll discuss this later over some rum, huh?"
She lets go of Red's hand and turns to Violet.
"Is it my turn? Please say it's my turn."
"Haha, we'll discuss this later over some rum, huh?"
She lets go of Red's hand and turns to Violet.
"Is it my turn? Please say it's my turn."
"Good job"he patted red on the shoulder
"I am never going to drink, ever, but yes it is your turn"
`` Where the hell are my cigarettes... ``
Red pulls up his hoodie, little sparks of fire on the tips of my hair.
Red pulls up his hoodie, little sparks of fire on the tips of my hair.
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