Michael smiled and he took the sword from George, promising wordlessly that he would get it back to NYC safely.
Wrath looked miserable, but George was holding her hand and that reminded her why she was doing this. "Uhm...so I want-" she dragged her toes through the sand to stall. "I want your help but it's not really for me, it's for George."
"I don't follow," Michael replied.
Wrath let out a whine and then she said, "Joshua knows where I live and he knows where I work and Patrick said you warded his office and I know George's house is warded but my home fucking isn't and if Joshua fucks me again, I'm worried George's head will explode," she said very quickly.
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Wrath looked miserable, but George was holding her hand and that reminded her why she was doing this. "Uhm...so I want-" she dragged her toes through the sand to stall. "I want your help but it's not really for me, it's for George."
"I don't follow," Michael replied.
Wrath let out a whine and then she said, "Joshua knows where I live and he knows where I work and Patrick said you warded his office and I know George's house is warded but my home fucking isn't and if Joshua fucks me again, I'm worried George's head will explode," she said very quickly.