2:42 AM
[Maria]
[ooc: written post car wreck]
Coming over. Get ready. I'm bleeding and probably need stitches.
My head hurts.
[ooc: written post car wreck]
Coming over. Get ready. I'm bleeding and probably need stitches.
My head hurts.
I'm going to need you to stop. I know what you're doing, and it's old news. I don't want that anymore, and I don't even work for the same people who wanted him dead.
So cut it out before I tie you up in my basement and feed you scraps.
I guess it's time we decide who got Thor in the divorce.
I feel like I should bring up the fact that Thor and I have a child together.
Do you want to play a game?
So good job winning the race. I still can't believe your car exploded, but it was kind of awesome.
We should totally have some sort of party later.But no costumes because the last time I did costumes at a party, I got kidnapped and almost killed