Ouch, that looked like it hurt. Then again, the kid didn't shout or anything so how could she know for sure? Ugg, this sucked. She'd have to walk all the way over there, check on the kid, and make sure he was alright, lest Cueball...run her over with his wheelchair. Truthfully, she had no idea what he'd do, but she didn't really care. It would be a pain in the ass and not at all worth the trouble.
After letting out an over-dramatic sigh that just screamed "OSCAR", Bad Girl sprung from her spot on the couch, picked up her bat that was laying down on the floor, and walked over to him. Then she just poked him with the tip of her bat once she reached him. "Yo. Curly, you sleeping or what?"
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Ouch, that looked like it hurt. Then again, the kid didn't shout or anything so how could she know for sure? Ugg, this sucked. She'd have to walk all the way over there, check on the kid, and make sure he was alright, lest Cueball...run her over with his wheelchair. Truthfully, she had no idea what he'd do, but she didn't really care. It would be a pain in the ass and not at all worth the trouble.
After letting out an over-dramatic sigh that just screamed "OSCAR", Bad Girl sprung from her spot on the couch, picked up her bat that was laying down on the floor, and walked over to him. Then she just poked him with the tip of her bat once she reached him. "Yo. Curly, you sleeping or what?"