Isla didn't the like constant giggles and chuckles coming from Eda, neither was she fond of the fact Sage had literally given her popcorn to eat as she, Isla, was being tossed left and right like a rag doll.
A beat up, jumped—stabbed a thousand times—ragdoll.
"It's not funny."
"I beg to differ, this s**t is hilarious." Eda spoke with a mouth full of popcorn. Her eyes were tear filled and some popcorn had fallen to the ground, which were directly from the bowl—with how much the ghost was jumping or uncontrollably laughing—and some were crumbles falling from her mouth, she was laughing open mouthed a lot.
Isla groaned, her shoulder was in pain and she preferred just laying here on the mat, not giving a single s**t at all for the sweat dripping down her forehead and many places on her bod
