Texting ☯ Viktor
Viktor:
He's had crabs before but our mom got them out. Gave him some shampoo or something.
Viktor:
Gen? A body guard? Are you talking about the Gen that's currently curled up in a mountain of white blankets? Such a vicious wolf. She'd run with her tail between her legs if she was threatened. You're kidding me, right?
Zoey:
Oh, Jesus. I may hate him right now, but I didn't need THAT image in my head.
Zoey:
To be honest, sometimes I'd like to pull that tail and see what she would do. Probably growl at me, thinking about it. Where are you guys, anyway?