
Originally Posted by
Sub-Zero MKA
As the others talked, Ramilia teleports away to get far away from them. It's always the same with them, drama, arguing, yelling, fighting; typical teenager shit that they had no business pulling up right now.
At least, that's what she thinks all that was. Honestly, she had been tuning them out since before they left the Gulag, right around the time Amare fainted.
"I swear these assholes are gonna drive me to start drinking. Actually, some saki sounds really good right about now."
She glances down at Max's unconscious form. With a shake of her head, she sits down next to her.
Assholes are so caught up in their own bullshit that they couldn't even find the time to notice that one of their 'friends' had passed out on the barge.
Then again, people their age do tend to be a little self-centered. And aggravating as fuck.
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