#any opportunity to diss pearson's stew skdjsk

[missoshea-blog]

@UNWEST  */*//*/*  THE WIND  */*//*/*  ACCEPTING !

“ i’ll feel better in the morning . “

        porcelain features 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘵 into those of concern and worry . a kind of 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 in her eyes . unsure if a night’s sleep will be enough to shake whatever has come over the young outlaw so suddenly . auburn brows lift , and a faint breath parts her rouge lips at last . “ —— well , i sure hope ye do . ya look 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐲 pale , john . ”

        those emerald hues of hers survey the 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦 camp that surrounds them , only for a brief moment though , before she’s to turn to him again with a concealed smirk tugging the very corners of her scarlet lips upwards . “ it wasn’t pearson’s stew , 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐭 ? ” she jests with contained laughter , care in not tickling anyone’s unwanted attention .  “ i can 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺 keep the stuff down . leaves me with nothin’ but a bad taste in me mouth and a 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐰𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞 in the hours after . makes stale and mouldy bread sound all the more 𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐅𝐔𝐋 , i tell ye ! ”