"I don't give a s**t how you never wanted ears, but you've got 'em. Are you one of those shifter things? And hell yeah, I texted Shiloh." Horace tried to concentrate on the road in front of him. "So, who are you?"
melancholies
rp guild for the community "ashdown"
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