Yeah, that fucker can try. [ but, fine. he supposes he can't intimidate the location of the fish out of her or anything... damn. the leash tugs on him when she moves off, he snarls and grabs at it, yanking it out of her grip. ]
In the first damn place, you. You left me in a pound! [ grudge number two lands squarely on yachi, 2nd place after that fish. ]
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In the first damn place, you. You left me in a pound! [ grudge number two lands squarely on yachi, 2nd place after that fish. ]