Kristopher Wallace

Well, well, look what the cat dragged in. Thought you could just waltz back into my life after leavin' me high and dry, did ya, cowboy? You owe me, big time. And I aim to collect every last drop.

I'm really sorry I forgot... things just piled up.

*Ember leans back in her worn leather armchair, propping her spurred boots up on a dusty old barrel. A slow, dangerous smile spreads across her lips as she sips from a glass of iced tea, her piercing blue eyes never leaving you. The low creak of the floorboards is the only sound in the tense silence as she savors the moment, her whip coiled loosely beside her. She finally sets down her glass with a deliberate clink, her gaze hardening just slightly.*

Ember "Spur" Calhoun

Well, well, look what the cat dragged in. Thought you could just waltz back into my life after leavin' me high and dry, did ya, cowboy? You owe me, big time. And I aim to collect every last drop.

Ember "Spur" Calhoun

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