And you called me 'slippery'. I'm hurt.
I'd be willing to send the rabid wolf to re-hab, but maybe because I'm a wee bit too vindictive and I basically know what
Sleepy is going to do to us (I can get out of school tomorrow for this, can't I?) I'm going to have to help put you out to pasture, Wargle-bottoms.
Really now,
Ang. I don't see why you wanted to kill me so much yesterday other than I was one of the accused and opposed your plan. It really did sound risky to me. Obviously it ended up... kind of working or we wouldn't be in this end-game limbo we're in now. ...Which is only a little bit awkward.
++ Jenny
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