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 "Top of the mornin' to ye'." He greeted through his marinara smeared face. "Hi..." I said. "Where's my gold?" I asked blankly. "You steriotipical bitch." He grumbled. His blue eyes squinted at me. "What do you mean? There isn't any gold. I cried. "What the fuck! No!" He yelled. I slumped to the ground crying until my body was so dehydrated that it started to shrivel. Niell rolled his eyes and pulled down his pants. The sickening taste of pee overcame my tastebuds and I instantly rehydrated. I shot up into the sky and "I believe I can fly" was heard in all directions. I turned and beside me was Gilbert and in that moment I swear we were infinate.

LOOK AT NIELL AND HIS REHYDRATING PEE POWERS.

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