[That had two dark brows winging up because excuse you, Mr. Pot. She gave him a long, long look that swept from the top of that mess of hair, all along that lanky, far too lean body that had burned all the fat from it through drugs, and down to his feet. Green eyes met blue.]
I have a feeling you're used to feeling full of shit, but that's your Dr. Phil story.
[Sorry, Klaus. Jessica started at a 9 in terms of salty judgement. That was her wake-up rate. It only got worse from there.]
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I have a feeling you're used to feeling full of shit, but that's your Dr. Phil story.
[Sorry, Klaus. Jessica started at a 9 in terms of salty judgement. That was her wake-up rate. It only got worse from there.]