[On the other side of the trailer, hands crossed, naked save for some kind of sheer towel wrapped around her torso that cuts off just above her thigh, Meg is having a staredown contest with one of the owls, and battling with the urge to just reach out through the window and grab it by its throat and choke the life out of it.
Her eyes glance Zagreus' way once, then return to stare at the Peeping Tom.]
You're finally awake. [...] Will you rat me out if I kill this thing?
took me 3 days to remember the username ;;
Her eyes glance Zagreus' way once, then return to stare at the Peeping Tom.]
You're finally awake. [...] Will you rat me out if I kill this thing?