07-16-2021, 09:46:19 AM
"Ah, a writer. That sounds n-"
[Annnddd then that shriek happened :tm:.]
[Kondraki looks at the general direction of where it came from, before yelling back with,] "I HOPE WHATEVER GOD YOU'RE PRAYING TO IS LISTENING, DIPSHIT. NO ONE CARES ABOUT YOUR GODS!"
[After that, he clears his throat.] "Anyways, what were we talking about again? Right, your work."
[Annnddd then that shriek happened :tm:.]
[Kondraki looks at the general direction of where it came from, before yelling back with,] "I HOPE WHATEVER GOD YOU'RE PRAYING TO IS LISTENING, DIPSHIT. NO ONE CARES ABOUT YOUR GODS!"
[After that, he clears his throat.] "Anyways, what were we talking about again? Right, your work."
silver dollar, black smoke in my eyes
shattered glass, fallen fast, leave me paralysed
shattered glass, fallen fast, leave me paralysed