+ @dramaticpiracy gets a starter from me xoxo
“Y’got y’schemin’ face on, lassie. Wha’ are y’up tae?” Harriet leant into the doorway, fondly watching her younger sister. “I’d better hope yer not plannin’ tae run o’ wit’ tha’ bloody bastard o’ a Zevon boy. Da will have a fit, ‘m sure.”












