Bleep if I was going to stage a rescue in a freaking pantsuit.
You just can't help topping your own levels of crazy,can you?
Soap operas got nothing on my family history.
This particular type of human carries weapons slightly more lethal than your beloved pink monstrosity
Miss Lynn came around the corner of the row of lockers,glaring daggers. No, daggers would be too delicate a weapon for her.Glaring sledgehammers was probably more appropriate.
He sighed heavily. "Girls are mean. At least faeries simply kill you if they don't want you around." He put a hand on the wall, leaning against it and tapping his foot impatiently.