Batter up, mofo.

“God, you tick me off.” “Well, at least I got you—” “Don’t even finish that stat…”

“Dawson se movió, dejando caer su cabeza entre sus manos.—¿Alguna vez paras de h…”

“Daemon scratched his chest, his expression doubtful. “And how are wegoing to ge…”

“ What r u doing now?I'm beating my dad at poker. Picturing him with his family,…”