Si, si lo conocรฉis. El hijo de puta que os ha metido en este apuro. Ahora, decidme dรณnde estรกis, voy a por vosotros.
That's it.
Stressed, sad, cuddling a pillow in her (ex?)husband's bed.
๐ฅฐ
Where the fuck is Taweret when you need her...?
๐คจ
Lleva buscรกndoles semanas. Ni Tawaret le dice nada. Va a convocar a los dioses y a reventarle el pico a Khonshu, aviso nรบmero uno.
She can ascertain what they're saying through context clues, the little micro expression shifts in Marc's face filling in the blanks of the conversation.
Layla just shakes her head and laughs.
โIf you bought it, you must have papers with the deal. I'll organise your desk and your papers today.โ
Oh, brother.
โDo you guys not know if you pay rent every month? Marc, are we risking eviction?โ
Se va a cagar en el puto pรกjaro de mierda como no vuelva a casa pronto, joder coรฑo ya.
