( the item in question? a braided charging cable for skye's recently purchased tablet, an item she is particularly irritable about possibly losing to the clutches of a giant version of sebastian on steroids, and one that seems more and more likely to disappear as the crustacean scuttles along towards its next opponent. an opponent who, ridiculously enough, seems pretty content to make references to terrible chain restaurants while firing up their hand-held flamethrowers. great. just what the doctor ordered. )
Wait a second! ( not that she's a crab rights activist or anything, but that's her shit. ) I said wait!
( give her a damn second to catch up from across the field, okay? )
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Wait a second! ( not that she's a crab rights activist or anything, but that's her shit. ) I said wait!
( give her a damn second to catch up from across the field, okay? )