re: Lnst: it's tonight

I'm still a bit miffed at you though, denying me the one legit chance to slap someone with a glove and demand swords at dawn.


A year of fencing lessons and puffy shirts down the drain.



Now most mornings I can barely feign even a half-hearted curse of your name, and stabbing your picture is utilitarian at best.



I just don't think I hate you anymore...