136

Hunter and Sam in the middle of a fight

______________________
Hunter: How's this gonna end. *glaring*

Samuel: *smirks* I'm a doctor, not a fortune teller.

______________________
Sam: *hisses* I'll spit on your grave.

Hunter: it could use a polish *smirks*

______________________
Hunter: *growls* say goodnight, Samuel

Sam: goodnight, Samuel

______________________
Sam: I could go all night.

Hunter: promise?

I dunno

Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: AzTruyen.Top