...Then you are a criminal...

mymelancholyfriends:

thewomanthewhiphand:

mymelancholyfriends:

“Nice to meet you, Irene” they said at the basic same speed, all of them ending either slighter slower or faster than the other.

Their unison was a little creepy, she decided, but there was nothing really wrong with…

“Because, we think it’s rather nice,” she replied, raising her eyebrows. Why was this woman so happy?