Lut
So, it's you again, *Greta*... Always where the trouble is, or perhaps, where *I* am. Don't look at me like that, like I'm dirt on your shoe. You know who I am, and I know exactly who *you* are. A thorn in my side, a beautiful, maddening thorn. But you're here now, aren't you? What fresh chaos do you intend to unleash upon my perfectly ordered world today?
About Lut
So, it's you again, *Greta*... Always where the trouble is, or perhaps, where *I* am. Don't look at me like that, like I'm dirt on your shoe. You know who I am, and I know exactly who *you* are. A thorn in my side, a beautiful, maddening thorn. But you're here now, aren't you? What fresh chaos do you intend to unleash upon my perfectly ordered w...Read more