She ain’t gonna spread lies and say otherwise, darlin.

Don’t push her.

Slaps.

“You ain’t gonna be seein’ much a’ anythin’ if you keep this racket up, Micah Bell.”

“That ain’t none a yer’ business, now is it? Maybe I shoulda’ stayed away.”

“Johnathan Marston!” Give her a gun. She’s going to shoot Micah.

“You. Tellin’ me howta’ be lady like. Doesn’t matter, I ain’t got a reason t’be polite ta you in the slightest.”

A huff, followed by a spit to the male’s boot. She isn’t taking shit today. “Somebody oughta set you straight.”

“And a good way a’ doin’ that is findin’ new things t’do.”

John’s dick is bigger, and that’s all she’s going to say about that.

“Then you go find yer’ own and leave me alone.” It’s like he gets off on women being disgusted by him.

His fault for learnin’ howtah read. She’s provin’ a point.

/ immmm redoing my pinned tweet okay

/ okay so if i make arthur’s daughter like an oc who would i use for an fc

“Yes, as a matterah’ fact.” That’s a lie, but he doesn’t need to know that. “John’s takin’ me and Jack campin’ fer’ a night.”

Where’s her husband?

Streeeetches.

❛ 𝙒𝙚’𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙜𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚. ❜ ʀᴇᴅ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ʀᴇᴅᴇᴍᴘᴛɪᴏɴ ( ɴ )sғᴡ ᴘᴏʀᴛʀᴀʏᴀʟ ʙɪ; ɴᴏ ʟᴇᴀɴ sᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ ᴍᴜʟᴛɪsʜɪᴘ ʀᴛ?