Taken
01-20-2014, 03:35 PM
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I can trust She growled as her sister insulted her. She was the one who hadn't changed. The same arrogant, mean bitch. It disgusted her. She wasn't bothered by her sister's comments about her appearance. She had never cared what anyone thought of her. "You look just like Bajit. Just the way he looked before he died..." A growl rose in her throat. She padded up to her sister. So that she was directly in front of her. She may have been looking up at her, but she felt like she was looking down upon her. An anger boiled deep inside her. You're lying! You. are. lying!! He isn't dead!!! HE ISN'T DEAD!!! she growled at her sister. Resisting the urge to launch herself at Zajia ad tear her to pieces. |