jaliathomas

“‘Lia? Oh. I was out in the woods.”

“I can clearly see that…..And the lack of breasts..”

“Yeah, well… Magic.” He shrugged.

“It just had to be magic.”

“Obviously. I’d still be female otherwise.”

Jalia shook her head at the male.

“‘Lia? Oh. I was out in the woods.”

“I can clearly see that…..And the lack of breasts..”

“Yeah, well… Magic.” He shrugged.

"It just had to be magic."

“Well, aren’t you all sunshine and rainbows…Trust me, hun. I’ve been called far worse than ugly.” 

Jalia guarded herself with her blades. This will be one pain in the ass of a fight.

“Well, aren’t you all sunshine and rainbows...Trust me, hun. I’ve been called far worse than ugly.” 

“Oh god, not again.”

“‘Lia? Oh. I was out in the woods.”

“I can clearly see that.....And the lack of breasts..”

“Oh god, not again.”

“Fine, if you insist.” Sighing, Jalia walked over to the fridge to grab herself a beer. She sauntered over to sit next to Victor on the couch. “So, what have you been up to, besides tormenting?” She asked, popping the cap off the bottle. “Haven’t seen you lately.”

     "Oh, y'know, a li'l killin’ here… a li'l fuckin’ there.“ Laughter pushed pass his toothy grin as he took a swig of his beer.      "Jus’ been wanderin’ about… an’ yersel’? Still bein’ a prude?” Biting on his bottom lip, laughing again.

Jalia rolled her eyes at the prude comment. “Sounds like you’ve had yourself a good time.” 

     "Anybody can have themselves a good time if they jus’ let go a li'l… ain’t nothin’ t’ it.“

“Uh uh, so you say.” She took a swig from the beer bottle. “Think I don’t let go?”

     "I think ya don’t like t’ have fun.“ Victor rose to his feet and made his way to the liquor cabinet, sifting through all the bottles until he found a bottle of Jameson. Once he had, he brought out some plastic cups and two shot glasses. Pouring some of the Guinness they have been drinking into these cups, he then poured shots of Jameson.      "Pick up th’ shot. Drop it in th’ cup. Drink. Don’t stop.” He instructs, grabbing his shot glass and dangling it over his half cup of Guinness. “One, two… three!” Then he dropped and started to chug.

“I have fun, Creed.” Jalia declared, as she watch him go into to liquor cabinet for a bottle of Jameson and two shot glasses. She gave him an indigenous look, while she glanced at the warm liquid being poured. At the instruction, she picked up the shot, and downed it.

     "Oh I very well doubt that.“ Teased Victor as he poured them another round of shots and refilled the cups with more Guinness.      "Again.” He chuckled.

Rolling he eyes, she wrapped her fingers around the shot glass. "Ain't you a cheeky bastard." She threw her head back to down the burning liquid.

“Fine, if you insist.” Sighing, Jalia walked over to the fridge to grab herself a beer. She sauntered over to sit next to Victor on the couch. “So, what have you been up to, besides tormenting?” She asked, popping the cap off the bottle. “Haven’t seen you lately.”

     "Oh, y'know, a li'l killin’ here… a li'l fuckin’ there.“ Laughter pushed pass his toothy grin as he took a swig of his beer.      "Jus’ been wanderin’ about… an’ yersel’? Still bein’ a prude?” Biting on his bottom lip, laughing again.

Jalia rolled her eyes at the prude comment. “Sounds like you’ve had yourself a good time.” 

     "Anybody can have themselves a good time if they jus’ let go a li'l… ain’t nothin’ t’ it.“

“Uh uh, so you say.” She took a swig from the beer bottle. “Think I don’t let go?”

     "I think ya don’t like t’ have fun.“ Victor rose to his feet and made his way to the liquor cabinet, sifting through all the bottles until he found a bottle of Jameson. Once he had, he brought out some plastic cups and two shot glasses. Pouring some of the Guinness they have been drinking into these cups, he then poured shots of Jameson.      "Pick up th’ shot. Drop it in th’ cup. Drink. Don’t stop.” He instructs, grabbing his shot glass and dangling it over his half cup of Guinness. “One, two… three!” Then he dropped and started to chug.

"I have fun, Creed." Jalia declared, as she watch him go into to liquor cabinet for a bottle of Jameson and two shot glasses. She gave him an indigenous look, while she glanced at the warm liquid being poured. At the instruction, she picked up the shot, and downed it.

“Fine, if you insist.” Sighing, Jalia walked over to the fridge to grab herself a beer. She sauntered over to sit next to Victor on the couch. “So, what have you been up to, besides tormenting?” She asked, popping the cap off the bottle. “Haven’t seen you lately.”

     "Oh, y'know, a li'l killin’ here… a li'l fuckin’ there.“ Laughter pushed pass his toothy grin as he took a swig of his beer.      "Jus’ been wanderin’ about… an’ yersel’? Still bein’ a prude?” Biting on his bottom lip, laughing again.

Jalia rolled her eyes at the prude comment. “Sounds like you’ve had yourself a good time.” 

     "Anybody can have themselves a good time if they jus’ let go a li'l… ain’t nothin’ t’ it.“

“Uh uh, so you say.” She took a swig from the beer bottle. “Think I don’t let go?”

“Fine, if you insist.” Sighing, Jalia walked over to the fridge to grab herself a beer. She sauntered over to sit next to Victor on the couch. “So, what have you been up to, besides tormenting?” She asked, popping the cap off the bottle. “Haven’t seen you lately.”

     "Oh, y'know, a li'l killin’ here… a li'l fuckin’ there.“ Laughter pushed pass his toothy grin as he took a swig of his beer.      "Jus’ been wanderin’ about… an’ yersel’? Still bein’ a prude?” Biting on his bottom lip, laughing again.

Jalia rolled her eyes at the prude comment. “Sounds like you’ve had yourself a good time.” 

“Fine, if you insist.” Sighing, Jalia walked over to the fridge to grab herself a beer. She sauntered over to sit next to Victor on the couch. “So, what have you been up to, besides tormenting?” She asked, popping the cap off the bottle. “Haven’t seen you lately.”

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