"... It's because I am. And I don't care if this is your house. I technically own all life. By the way."
And she takes the guitar.... Snaps it in half. Just like that.

Tosses it to the side.

"I could fix it, but I am not wanting to because you blew smoke in my face."


“ 𝗖𝗥𝗔𝗭𝗬 is what ya` are
doll . breakin` in a man`s
home `n claimin` to be
some sort of all powerful
bein` ? ”

blowing a cloud of black
smoke in her face . now ...
.... 𝗛𝗘`𝗦 𝗖𝗥𝗔𝗭𝗬 .

“ sure doll . ”

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