Damn. For once the rumors are true. But I have standards when it comes to fuck and it involves food. Why don't you tell Lucille that?
Totally taking that as a win then. -looks up and down at him with a snicker- Heard you were a psycho with a baseball bat kink.
Soon, you'll see I made progress.
I don't fight who I am anymore.
I'm Faith and I'm bad.
I've always been.
But the difference between you and me, it's that it looks so much better on me.
For now, I'm not going anywhere.
But soon?
>think i could be redeemed, I'm like...
"Was I fucking high or something?"
Sure, I made a mistake.
We all do.
I'll be crossing the last line I could cross.
The no return one.
And when I think about it, when I remember whatt brought me here, to >
Thing is if I leave no, and trust me, I can pretty much walk out of here without breaking much of a sweat, then it's over.
In the end, I think that's what's gonna break the deal for me.
This redemption thing, I mean.
I'm not meant to be caged and I know that.
And weapons.
Not just the good ol'stakes.
Blades. Nothing beats the scent of a clean blade, am I right?
Fights.
That's what I miss.
A good fight, life or death kinda deal, you know?
Not the pussy riots we have in here.
Not the sex either even if it's a close call but hey, as long as I don't have both hands attached behind my back, I can handle.
You know what I miss the most about the outside?
No, not the food. If you're cool with the guards here, you can get a burger once a week.
