05-26-2018, 11:29 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-26-2018, 11:29 PM by BASTILLEPAW.)
Bastille didn’t have it in him to be pleased to see Suite in her original body. For one thing, he hadn’t had an issue with her polar bear body, and for another, he just didn’t care about much of anything at the moment. Their world was fucking imploding and they were fucking around over something so insignificant? He felt a flare of irritation, as it was somehow their fault that Margy was happy to see her wife back, and he pushed it down viciously as he joined them. He didn’t say anything, just watched with a dark stare as he instead focused on not setting something of fucking fire.
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