purgatoryandroid:

Is this what it’s fuckin’ about? You want me to fuckin’ give you back the shit I wasted fine. Why don’t we just fuckin’ take some fuckin’ expensive shit from some asshole and sell it for creds.

[She was blowing up, and bad things happened when  she blew up. Sunshine grabbed Shae’s hand as a tear in the fabric of reality wrapped around them and teleported them to some unknown room full of expensive artifacts and other items.]

Take whatever the fuck ya’ want! You want me to get you food? [It happened again, this time they were in some sort of backroom of a foods place.] Dig in, who fuckin’ cares!? You want me to get you a new fuckin’ house to make up for it? Okay, how ‘bout this one, or this one. [She continued, the fabric of reality to continue to tear and transport them between rooms of unknown locations before suddenly ending up at her apartment again.]

Will that make you fuckin’ happy!?

[Shae wrenched her hand from Sunshine’s and looked at her in horror.]

What the hell are you?






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