~THE MANIPULATOR~
"I'm going to find this little d**k prick," Daya declares angrily, practically slamming the keys through her laptop as she types god knows what. I just finished telling her the details of last night.
I take a sip of my drink. It's not enough, so I take another. And then end up chugging the whole thing.
We're both doing our respective work, but she didn't want to leave me alone in the house now that my shadow is starting to interact more.
"d**k and prick are the same thing," I say. She looks up, her face reflecting my exact thoughts since last night. What is wrong with you?
I shrug a shoulder. "I'm just saying. You just called him a little d**k dick."
She rolls her eyes, ignores me, and starts typing on her laptop again. Probably hacking into something. Though I can'
