It was dark as f**k as I staked out my prey. I was in a hurry to get back to Mouth and her s**t. After the garden she'd kept me occupied all day with wedding and baby s**t. If I didn't know better I'd swear she was up to something, but she wasn't giving off any vibes. It's hard to find fault with a woman who's asking your opinion on what mural to draw on the walls in the baby's room. She was going to do that s**t herself.
I figured I should pay attention to that one before my nut painted the crime scene from the Valentines Day m******e on the s**t. When I left the house she had ma and the girls over for some kind of female meet. That was innocent enough so I felt safe leaving her to take care of this s**t. Her team was onto her s**t now and had orders to hogtie her ass if it came to that
