May 25, 2018
@hclybranches ( x )
❝Well– bullshit works for me.❞
Gunner had sold pot. He definitely hadn’t sold any of the fancy, high-grade stuff grown on the edge of town– mainly because fancy, high-grade pot farms on the edge of town were only rumoured to actually exist at all– and it was nice, but he had sold pot. No relationship is perfect.
❝It just... distracted me, I guess. I’ve never really thought about it. It was nothing serious.❞ Emma adds on, nervously, partly out of the slightest fear she might’ve pissed violet off: ❝he’s gone now. I sound corny. I see your point.❞
