No. 118 (essentialsaltes) wrote,
No. 118
essentialsaltes

Winston Suave

While Violet was napping, Winston snuck up and napped near her, basking in her nearness. But she could tell something was up. Her disapproval of his shenannigans was palpable.

He's right behind me, isn't he?
He's right behind me, isn't he?

Goddamit, he's right behind me.
Goddamit, he's right behind me.
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