╳ ▓ DEVIL ▓ ╳
The boy grinded his teeth, his gaze burning into Eliza’s skull. If looks could
kill, then she would be long dead. Owen growled angrily, abruptly turning away from
the girl. ( blackmailed by a little girl )
[ bitch will PAY for this ]
Owen walked to one of the arcade machines on one could win marks to eventually
win one of the plushes. He placed his hands on the buttons, pressing the first. Then,
in an EXAGGERATED frowny expression, he looked at her.
“Look at that — I can’t play without throwing
in a quarter dollar. Seems I’m a little broke
right now, you know, I didn’t take this job
of wiping the little’s princess ass for nothing.
Guess you can’t have it.”
He shrugged, frown turning into a pout.
The child gazes up at him, entirely unimpressed with his ‘act’. She wanted that toy, and if Owen wanted to play this game, she would play too.
After all, Eliza LOVES games.
The child crosses her arms over her chest, face free of expression, eyes blinking before she speaks.
“ Ok. You don’t h a v e to get the toy, but I guess you don’t have to get money to survive either. Or, you could take the bear. It wouldn’t be h a r d for you, you take things all the time. ”