by Elise Holdrust » Sun Oct 12, 2014 10:17 pm
I bet you they'll fist fight by the end of the day.
Come on, Frankie, that's just rude. And go away, you'll freak them out.
This is my caring voice. Hear it? It doesn't exist.
Omigosh why are you so mean?!
It flattens itself to her neck now, looking like a normal tattoo again. She looks around to find a seat, deciding to take one away from the guys bickering in case they fight.