kircher
Stopped caring
”I stuck my hand into a pile of goo that was once my best friend’s face, and I didn’t know what to do!“
“One size fits all he said…”
the helmet tipped forward suddenly and Gilda sighed, her talons resting on the outside of the steel helm.
“don’t worry he said…”
behind her an explosion erupted in the dirt, but Gilda merely grumbled more as she fumbled with the head gear.
“It’ll FIT he said….yeah I call bullshit…”