[It's strange seeing her like this, but Murdoc can't help finding it endearing. She looks lovely with her hair down. He'd always had a soft spot for ladies with wild hair. Not that anybody needs to know that.
He leans on the arm of the chair and folds his arms over his chest, sighing.]
No, actually. I yelled at him until he was afraid to look at me. [And it hurts to say that for some reason.]
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He leans on the arm of the chair and folds his arms over his chest, sighing.]
No, actually. I yelled at him until he was afraid to look at me. [And it hurts to say that for some reason.]