>>11828120Lyra quickly makes her way to do the door with her walker, locking it tightly, "Ethan, Ethan, when will you learn? If you disobey me, bad things happen. If you go see TRASHY, MEAN, JERKY, DOUCHEBAG, SAD, BITCHY red-headed boys during visitor hours instead pure maidens, bad things happen, IF YOU BUY CURSED ITEMS FROM RUSSIAN WOMEN, E-T-H-A-N, THEN BAD THINGS HAPPEN, E. T. H A. N."
Note to self, your life sucks.
"Lyra, please just let me go...Come on. Think of...ugh....me for o-"
"I always do Ethan. But this time I think you're wrong. I think you're lying. I THINK YOU DON'T LOVE ME, ETHAN!"
She pulls a knife out of her sleeves and points it to your face.
"I'm not wrong this time."
"Yes you are, Ethan."
"I'm not."
"You are."
"I'm not."
"You are."
"I am."
"You're no- HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH GOOD ONE ETHAN!- YOU'RE SO FUNNY!~" Lyra busts a gut and emits a string of giggles, which is abruptly quelled in a matter of seconds.
>>11828120"Besides, ETHAN. I know what you've been doing today. I've been following you, I know about everything."
"Oh yeah, prove it?"
Lyra pulls out the Mankey's Paw with a smile most coy, "Does THIS ring any bells, ETHAN?"
