“You look pale, love, are you ill?”

“I’m fine.”

“You’re warm. And sweaty.”

“I’m fine- dear, please. We have to keep going- the police are looking for us, we don’t have time right now to stop.”

“The police can kiss my ass- if you’re ill we need to stop.”

Author: corvidcraft

What's up! I'm a northern Canadian artist/writer. Poli sci student by education, acrylic painter by passion.

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