~Jarvald~
“Guess who's going to get an award for being stupid” Amos said.
I would say it again. I hate the sound of his voice, so instead of telling him how much I hate it when he talks, I decided to keep calm, he just annoys me way too much.
“You” he continued. “So you let even your servants use you, ha” he started laughing and I was getting on the edge with all that he was Saying already, but as i said already I chose to stay calm instead.
Taking a sip of the liquor from the cup, my fingers clenched on the glass Cup Tightly wrapped in my hands as I stared at the people who were hanging by a rope around their neck in public space.
I wish Morticia was here to see these imposters she had grown up with. It was just such a shame and I couldn’t just help but watch the whole of it, thou
