He just stands there; I can feel his presence behind me, this all-consuming demand that I both hate and crave at the same time. The way I feel about Victor Channing, it makes no sense.
what the fuck!? so... they have a fight.he just decided to fuck her. he finished and she didn't. and then she's in the ground and he's just like. get up we have shit to do? argument forgotten? problem solved? nope. no . nope.
