"I underestimated you Broots. Here to leave another token of your affection?"
"What are you talking about?"
"The black roses, the dead birds, the notes.... Stalking is not the way to a woman's heart, Brootsy."
"I'm not stalking you, Miss Parker!"
"If it weren't for your wonderful little girl, I would shoot you right now."
"Jarod sent me to keep an eye on you! I mean..."
"A little late to worry about losing your job, heh?"
"He's worried about you! He called Sydney and I this morning to keep an eye on you!"
"So you decided the best way to do that was to break into my house? And wearing those pants, that's another crime in itself."
"Well, I didn't have a key."
"Thank god!"
"Uh...What's wrong with these pants?" asked Broots meekly.
"God, do you even have to ask?"
Broots looked at her dumbfounded, and resembled a dear frozen in front of headlights.
"You look like a damn traffic cone!" she snapped.
[Sorry this ended so abruptly....to be continued........]
-. Lissa .-
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
-. . . .Why, do you like playing around with my
Narrow scope of reality?
I, can feel it all start slipping,
I think I'm breaking down. . . .-Disturbed
"What are you talking about?"
"The black roses, the dead birds, the notes.... Stalking is not the way to a woman's heart, Brootsy."
"I'm not stalking you, Miss Parker!"
"If it weren't for your wonderful little girl, I would shoot you right now."
"Jarod sent me to keep an eye on you! I mean..."
"A little late to worry about losing your job, heh?"
"He's worried about you! He called Sydney and I this morning to keep an eye on you!"
"So you decided the best way to do that was to break into my house? And wearing those pants, that's another crime in itself."
"Well, I didn't have a key."
"Thank god!"
"Uh...What's wrong with these pants?" asked Broots meekly.
"God, do you even have to ask?"
Broots looked at her dumbfounded, and resembled a dear frozen in front of headlights.
"You look like a damn traffic cone!" she snapped.
[Sorry this ended so abruptly....to be continued........]
-. Lissa .-
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
-. . . .Why, do you like playing around with my
Narrow scope of reality?
I, can feel it all start slipping,
I think I'm breaking down. . . .-Disturbed