“Fine,” she says, “fine. You stay here. See how you get on without me. Go and beg for scraps outside the fucking butcher’s. Have a good life.” The dogs stop and look at her. She turns and walks away. “Do you want some dogs?” she calls to the man, who is still sitting in the rain. “Seriously? Do you want them? You can have them.”
LOLLL 😭THE FACT I BE DOING THIS IS CRAZY 🗿😆
