Are you holding her?” Wrath asked. There was a pause. “As soon as I get this bow tied in the back—hold on, girlie. Okay, up you go. She’s in a pink dress that Comic made her by hand. I hate pink. I like it on her, though—but keep that to yourself.” Wrath flexed his hands. “What’s it like?” “Not totally hating pink? Pretty fuck—ERM, frickin’ emasculating.” “Yeah.” “Do not tell me Lassie’s been metro sexualizing even you. I heard he talked Marcello into going for a pedicure with him—but I’m praying that’s just gossip.”-Wrath & Sadist

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