Joanie Wicker | The Wicked Witch of the West (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} wickedwicker) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} bellumlogs, |
"That'd be nice," she said, chuckling as he mentioned trying to keep her out of the Pit of Angst. "Yeah, I know," she replied breezily. "For the record, it's working. I have no inclination to find some coal to use for eyeliner or start writing bad poetry about the misery of this existence."
Oh, she should have seen that one coming. That was stupidity on her part. Gasping, she flicked him soundly on the shoulder, though she found herself snickering despite herself. "And end up another victim of the smelly Bellum mob? No thanks, I'll go to a hotel and use their hot water."