Posted at 2:46 am on May 24, 2016 by:
Deadblood (Undisputed Mortal Wrestling Champion)
I ought to leap over this counter and bash your fuckin' balls in!
"Sheri?" Deadblood said from the stairs after giving her a little while to cool down. He'd cleaned the dishes from dinner while waiting. "Are you asleep?"
He didn't call out again in case she actually was asleep and quietly made his way to the bedroom. Inside, Sheri wasn't asleep, instead just sitting in the bed, glaring at him in the doorway. The TV was on but muted.
"Go. Away," she said, crossing her arms. "You can sleep on the sofa tonight and if you don't like that, you can go jack off with your new best friend."
"He's not my best friend," DB said, not daring to step any further into the room, not wanting to be the reason the house burned down that night. "I wouldn't even call him a friend. You knew what we were getting into when we invited him over for dinner."
"We?" Sheri said, getting madder. "YOU invited him, not me! I was perfectly fine with meeting him in a restaurant or anywhere else that wasn't this house!"
"It paid off though, didn't it?" he said, leaning against the doorway. "Now we have a location on where at least someone with the company is located. It's a step closer to finding Scrivens."
"You told him it was MY porn, Deadblood!" she said, turning off the TV and gripping the remote as if she intended to throw it at him. "I don't want that sick fuck sitting in his apartment thinking about me at all and especially not thinking about me together with porn!"
"So what?" DB said with a shrug. "It's porn. Everyone looks at it. Besides, I know how you get after we watch one of your DVDs."
He figured the last comment would either result in her setting him on fire or it'd soften her up at least a little.
