Re: Weal
Astrid earned a smirk from the gloomy stunt queen with her solid Loki burn. "Girl, shut up, Miss Goddess of Beauty in the Universe." Bray returned playfully to their new chaise partner. Astrid took a few moments to speak nothing but the truth then gave the order Anetra had been waiting for. "I had already done drafted this," Bray informed the lovely lady and pulled their phone from their non-cleavage. "End-of-motha-fucking-existence-soirees," Anetra repeated in a much high tone than Astrid had said it.
Texts sent, they rolled gracefully off the chaise and stood to follow their step-sister. "Oh, let me do your make-up," Bray called after her and was full of renewed enthusiasm. "I'll paint my scar on you; it will be fierce." They added and continued to follow Astrid into her closet.