by Emilie » Thu May 26, 2016 1:02 am
"This ain't cryptic secrets shit, douche-bag." She replied, holding back a frown.
"The bitches you date now are the bitches coming to slit my throat in other lives." She explained, then turned her back on him.
"Let's get to work I am done arguing with you." The Danger Room had molded around them into a dance studio. Emilie probably had some reason for being here as opposed to the gym, but she wasn't stating why.