I'd get in his' face at the least. I'd get a few good slugs in. She'd probably try to pull me off him. I'd whale on him a great deal, if I was feeling rather violent. In one of my "special" moods, I'd probably come pretty close to killing him. If I was in a state of rage and carelessness to beat almost anything, I would conspire to commit murder in a ghastly and sickening fashion.
Ask me anything, even anonymously
Ask me anything, even anonymously
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