She’d specialize in Depressive Metal, most likely.
It took her hours to wash it all off.
I’ll be coughing up feathers for weeks.
Oliver was alright to look after. Wouldn’t do it again but it wasn’t as bad as it could’ve been.
He’ll figure it out eventually.
I want no part in this.
He thinks I’m joking.
I liked it. Oliver didn’t.
Why would you ever imply that I’d fuck some choir boy.
Also why would you ever make me take care of said choir boy, I fucking hate children.
The nerve of some people…
Maybe I should get rid of them…don’t want my image to be compromised…