colt 45 and two zig zaggs
12-23-2014, 02:18 PM
Ganja would tell him to chill, but he wouldn't just live that down. His ears pinned back and his tiny body rolled on the ground as he pushed towards her but didn't get up. And then, the devil had waken. An angry eye flicked to their mother, rumbling out of her sleep by the disturbance. For a second his eyes turned to stone, more out of fear than anger. But quickly they turned back to fury as he looked at his sister and threw his nose at her pointing. "She won't stop moving." He made the true excuse, words still spitting from his mouth. Today was not going to be a good day. He could already tell. |