01-14-2009, 05:33 PM
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| http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c13/v ... ablebg.jpg);background-repeat:no-repeat;background-position:top;"> Mew Sadira Crappy post by me trallala Word count: 427 The femme in front of her, not that distant on her family tree mentally miles apart, was not happy, and gave Mew a little growl to show it. And she was smart. All in all Mew liked her more and more in a way; she was a worthy challenge for her own anger. And it felt immensely good to take it out on someone. Mew had tossed away every thought about how her brother might come out of this and was relishing this trip of selfishness. She hadn't meant to - normally she wouldn't have the conscience to - but she had gotten carried away. Too passionate about this, too eager to make her cousin feel bad. And she knew that she would. It was too much of a teat for her to handle being given without eating it too. Firefly was thinking, obviously, taking too long for another sharp smart reply. Mew doubted she'd guess, but she'd quickly find out as soon as the girl was done thinking. The words that finally came out of her did not give Mew any clues as to whether she had guessed or not, however, but Mew could always keep going a little longer. He's been up to the same old, it's just the outcome that's new. As Firefly threw another sentence at her, Mew chuckled. What was the bitch talking about? Mew had lied. She didn't care what Haku did in regards of sexlife, nor did she believe that Firefly was his only way of happiness. She had lied when she had said it was nice, and it was Firefly who had pushed this into a conversation that she probably would have undone, afterwards. Right now Mew didn't care, and even though Firefly was angry at her, it didn't seem to affect her that much either. Perhaps she wanted to be a second-hand lover, or perhaps she was just one of those who let men trample all over them. That would indeed explain why she'd ended up with Haku. You're the one who so highly shout that you know all about his sins, hon, not me. It was time for Mew to leave, perhaps, before this got any uglier. Mew got up, preparing for a fantastic exit, her mood lifted higher than it had been lately. Looking back, green orbs on green orbs, Mew smiled. Good luck with your mate, stepmum. Walking away she expected a reaction. If there was none, then this day was perfect, but whatever it would be, Mew could face it. Mew could face everything. |