Pritkin and Mircea mixed like oil and water, only not so well.
Karen ChanceTags: cassie
My sometimes friend, sometimes enemy, all the time pain in the ass.
Karen ChanceTags: cassie
Mr. Complete Lack of Sympathy
Karen ChanceTags: cassie
War mages ordered, threatened and bitched. They didn't deal.
Karen ChanceOh, Shit list
Karen ChanceTags: cassie
Let Daddy help.
Karen ChanceKiss me....Cassie....Like you mean it.
Karen ChanceOne day, you will say it to me again. You will be sober. And you will mean it.
Karen ChanceTags: in-vino-veritas
The worst part was the silence. Death was supposed to be loud — gunshots, explosions, screams and thunder. Not this eerie quiet that wrapped around me like a shroud.
Karen ChanceTags: cassie-plamer hunt-the-moon
Trash can!”
Pritkin cursed and grabbed one, just about the time everything I’d eaten that night paid a repeat visit. Whiskey, pizza, milk shake, beer-and a lone, half-dissolved gummy bear, which was a surprise, since I couldn’t actually recall having eaten any. Fun times.
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