Reyona's Revenge
“See, it fits your skin tone so perfectly. And that hair? I could kill you for your hair but then I love you too much. I can already see how these would look on you. You need armor? You’ve got one right here. With a shade to match. Get it?”
“No, I do not get it and I am sure I will never get it. Hell would ice over before I wore something like that. So, thank you for your moral support. Now you can leave.”
“And miss all the fun? Pfft, no way,” Toria said before she slouched into the chair facing Reyona.
Then she leaned forward just as Maxwell had done earlier and said, “So, when are we going?”
“We are not going anywhere. I will go when I am done with all my work. Not a moment sooner. And I a
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