"I simply leaned back against it," I replied, examining my black nails. "Gravity did the rest."
Blue eyes finally lifted to meet his.
"You should watch where you park your shit."
“The RV tipped over. Collecting souls out near a lake isn’t easy.”
( sigh )
“I asked; because I have a stinging feeling you pushed it; in some act of boredom.”
@notagoodguydoll > are cheap," I concluded.
I grabbed the doll by the hair, holding it out at arm’s length for half a second before slamming it face-down on the table.
"Defective, but I guess you'll do. Now, let's see how flammable you really are."
@notagoodguydoll After closing the door, I opened the box and looked down inside.
I reached in, lifting item out slowly and turning it once. I checked the stitching, pressed both thumbs hard against its eyes and squeezed its chest.
"I've had scarier toys in cereal boxes... And the materials >
@CapedVirtuoso I level him with that same bored, soul-crushing stare that usually leaves other trembling.
"An accident in your schedule, apparently."
I tilted my head slightly, voice still as deadpan as ever.
"Don't worry. It'll be over quick. Just like your relevance."
@CapedVirtuoso Arms crossed, eyes locked on him.
"Clearing not the one wearing a ridiculous cosplay costume."
Tone of utter disapproval, of course.
"Name's Mandy, Goateé Man. Now close your mouth. You're catching flies."