Fritz. The butler rushed over from the crudité arrangement he was working on. Yes, master! I am eager to be of aid. Take this. iAm peeled the cat off himself, prying both of its front claws out of his...
Is this the part where i'm gonna dance.?
As iAm cracked the door to his brother’s room, the poor bastard’s suffering stained the very air, making it hard to breathe—and even see properly. Then again, everything was dark by design. Trez? The...