she's a hurricane

naomi scott as kimberly ann hart

Dita was shaking as she settled down onto one of her kitchen stools, staring at the man on the floor. Without much thought to it, she moved her foot out of the way of the blood as it slowly started to make it’s way toward her. She looked a mess; bloody and bruised, but she couldn’t think about that much. Not with the dead body on her floor. She turned her gaze to her kitchen clock as she waited for Mollie, not sure what else to do.

Dita was shaking as she settled down onto one of her kitchen stools, staring at the man on the floor. Without much thought to it, she moved her foot out of the way of the blood as it slowly started to make it’s way toward her. She looked a mess; bloody and bruised, but she couldn’t think about that much. Not with the dead body on her floor. She turned her gaze to her kitchen clock as she waited for Mollie, not sure what else to do.

Dita was shaking as she settled down onto one of her kitchen stools, staring at the man on the floor. Without much thought to it, she moved her foot out of the way of the blood as it slowly started to make it’s way toward her. She looked a mess; bloody and bruised, but she couldn’t think about that much. Not with the dead body on her floor. She turned her gaze to her kitchen clock as she waited for Mollie, not sure what else to do.

Dita was shaking as she settled down onto one of her kitchen stools, staring at the man on the floor. Without much thought to it, she moved her foot out of the way of the blood as it slowly started to make it’s way toward her. She looked a mess; bloody and bruised, but she couldn’t think about that much. Not with the dead body on her floor. She turned her gaze to her kitchen clock as she waited for Mollie, not sure what else to do.

Dita was shaking as she settled down onto one of her kitchen stools, staring at the man on the floor. Without much thought to it, she moved her foot out of the way of the blood as it slowly started to make it’s way toward her. She looked a mess; bloody and bruised, but she couldn’t think about that much. Not with the dead body on her floor. She turned her gaze to her kitchen clock as she waited for Mollie, not sure what else to do.

Dita was shaking as she settled down onto one of her kitchen stools, staring at the man on the floor. Without much thought to it, she moved her foot out of the way of the blood as it slowly started to make it’s way toward her. She looked a mess; bloody and bruised, but she couldn’t think about that much. Not with the dead body on her floor. She turned her gaze to her kitchen clock as she waited for Mollie, not sure what else to do.

Dita was shaking as she settled down onto one of her kitchen stools, staring at the man on the floor. Without much thought to it, she moved her foot out of the way of the blood as it slowly started to make it’s way toward her. She looked a mess; bloody and bruised, but she couldn’t think about that much. Not with the dead body on her floor. She turned her gaze to her kitchen clock as she waited for Mollie, not sure what else to do.

Dita was shaking as she settled down onto one of her kitchen stools, staring at the man on the floor. Without much thought to it, she moved her foot out of the way of the blood as it slowly started to make it’s way toward her. She looked a mess; bloody and bruised, but she couldn’t think about that much. Not with the dead body on her floor. She turned her gaze to her kitchen clock as she waited for Mollie, not sure what else to do.

Dita was shaking as she settled down onto one of her kitchen stools, staring at the man on the floor. Without much thought to it, she moved her foot out of the way of the blood as it slowly started to make it’s way toward her. She looked a mess; bloody and bruised, but she couldn’t think about that much. Not with the dead body on her floor. She turned her gaze to her kitchen clock as she waited for Mollie, not sure what else to do.

Dita was shaking as she settled down onto one of her kitchen stools, staring at the man on the floor. Without much thought to it, she moved her foot out of the way of the blood as it slowly started to make it’s way toward her. She looked a mess; bloody and bruised, but she couldn’t think about that much. Not with the dead body on her floor. She turned her gaze to her kitchen clock as she waited for Mollie, not sure what else to do.

Dita was shaking as she settled down onto one of her kitchen stools, staring at the man on the floor. Without much thought to it, she moved her foot out of the way of the blood as it slowly started to make it’s way toward her. She looked a mess; bloody and bruised, but she couldn’t think about that much. Not with the dead body on her floor. She turned her gaze to her kitchen clock as she waited for Mollie, not sure what else to do.

Dita was shaking as she settled down onto one of her kitchen stools, staring at the man on the floor. Without much thought to it, she moved her foot out of the way of the blood as it slowly started to make it’s way toward her. She looked a mess; bloody and bruised, but she couldn’t think about that much. Not with the dead body on her floor. She turned her gaze to her kitchen clock as she waited for Mollie, not sure what else to do.

Dita was shaking as she settled down onto one of her kitchen stools, staring at the man on the floor. Without much thought to it, she moved her foot out of the way of the blood as it slowly started to make it’s way toward her. She looked a mess; bloody and bruised, but she couldn’t think about that much. Not with the dead body on her floor. She turned her gaze to her kitchen clock as she waited for Mollie, not sure what else to do.