OH, TO BE HERE ON THE GROUND
El Toro frowned as she spoke. He wanted to tear those jewels out of her mane, silence her with a lady’s embarrassment - though he couldn’t say she seemed quite a lady at all, and he couldn’t hardly make sense of what she was saying.
”Your…Anzhelo? Your mother? Toro shook his head. ”He gave this to me-“ she demanded its supposed return - ”No. I’m not giving it back to anybody but him. Get outta my face, bitch.” Toro spat on the ground between her hooves and met her with a burning glare.
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"What I say,"
What I think,
What Hajduk thinks,
