Zora of Termina
forget your high society
- Pronoun
- fucking guess
Kirita followed his eyes upward, and though there was nothing particularly interesting about the ceiling she still stared at it.
"Hell if I know." Skye shrugged. "I was born with 'em. And y'know, I never found any use for 'em except making stubborn plastic bags easier to open. Far as I'm concerned they're just there to look pretty."
"Well what can I say?" Zora laughed. "You're thexy."
"Yeah, it's her alright..." Jesse sighed, "You know, I feel like I need to make it up to her. And with what I did, it's gotta be big. Huge. Extravagant, even."
"Hell if I know." Skye shrugged. "I was born with 'em. And y'know, I never found any use for 'em except making stubborn plastic bags easier to open. Far as I'm concerned they're just there to look pretty."
"Well what can I say?" Zora laughed. "You're thexy."
"Yeah, it's her alright..." Jesse sighed, "You know, I feel like I need to make it up to her. And with what I did, it's gotta be big. Huge. Extravagant, even."