Yeah, I'm human. This girl thinks I'm hot shit in a champagne glass. Who am I to tell her it's more like cold piss in a Dixie Cup? Tina's smart. She'l... figure it out soon enough.And Tina knows where the door is. It'll close behind her, and that will be that.The door opens and Muscles stalks in."Hasn't anyone told the weather it's March?" she bitches. "It's a fucking blizzard out there!"Muscles drags off her coat and throws it on the rack. She's wearing her usual, a muscle T and jeans, with. "Do you have as much of a problem with Jessica being here, alone with me, as Theresa does?" Why do you ask?" he responded, not answering my question."Because you don't say anything about it." Not to you." So you let Theresa be the bad guy," I said, prodding him with my words."How much teeth do my words have in them?" All depends on if you're nibbling Theresa's neck at the time, or not."Tim stuttered, and then said, "That's not the kind of thing I was talking about." 'And I know it.' You can say. I didn't notice the lonely soldier on the roof, however. He hid in the shadows with his large caliber machinegun. I guess he was frightened of me because without warning he starting shooting at me. Because I hadn't expected it, I got hit a few times in my legs, abdomen and wings.In a reflex I swung my right wing towards where the shooting came from and released a few feathers. I don't know if it was because I wanted to let loose or if it was a result of being fired upon. The fact was that one. He always worked during the day. The prospect of wandering around some ones house while they slept upstairs just seemed like too much hard work to him. Especially when you consider that nearly all the houses in the areas he chose to work in were owned by couples who were both forced to work to make ends meet. He always chose the big houses in any area as these usually had conservatories attached. They had usually been added later, so were not normally connected to the main alarm systems. Once.