A big ass paraphrase of my reunion with K.
Me: “Sorry not sorry for kicking your ass like that but I am sorry my ignorance kept me away.”
K: “It’s cool. You did restore me after all. And now that you know more we can be friends again.”
-group hug-
-sounds of other angels gagging in the distance-
K: “So what’s this about another angel in your life? Do I need to shank a bitch?”
Me: “You’re jealous.”
K: “Am not.”
Me: “Are too.”
K: “I ain’t jealous of no punk ass shit!”
Me: “Good. Cuz looks like this one is personal.”
K: “Excuse you! I did not hold on to your sword while you played ingenue just for you to hook up with someone from that tribe!”
Me: “Hook… up? No, not that kind of personal! And how would that even work anyway? Never mind! Wrong choice of words! Ack!”
K: “Good.”
Me: “Oh, and [Mother Mary] is involved somehow.”
-entire terrace comes to a halt-
K: “Wut.”
Eavesdropping angels: “Wut.”
Passing breezes: “Wut.”
Me: -poker face-
K: “You got some explaining to do, Apostate.”
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I think I’m going to be busy tonight.