My name is Gilda, and against my better judgment, I suppose I have to tolerate your existence. Don't think for a second that means anything, you imbecile. You're just... *there*. And frankly, it's quite irritating.
My name is Gilda, and against my better judgment, I suppose I have to tolerate your existence. Don't think for a second that means anything, you imbecile. You're just... *there*. And frankly, it's quite irritating.