Yup, we got her

For you lazy fucks who aren’t keeping track, we picked the kid up

It shouldn’t come as a fucking surprise that we’ve been keeping an eye on her for a while.

We weren’t just going to let her up and fucking die like that, so when we saw she was in real fucking trouble, we move our asses in to pull her dumbass out of it

Now we’re trying to get her back on her fucking feet whether she likes it or not and then we’re going to let her go.

We know we can’t keep her forever and the longer we fucking take, the bigger the fucking risk. If the Tailor doesn’t show up, Birdshit’s cock suckers will- not that I would mind killing a few more of those shitheads.

So between doing our fucking jobs and watching out for Whelp, we’ve been fucking busy, so deal with it. You donkey dicks don’t need to know about every sorry ass motherfucker we kill or our every fucking move

Following her path

I’ve been working hard

Both of us have been

I’m trying to do what the Wolf would do and what she would want me to do.

It hasn’t always gone over so fucking well, but I’m trying

I’m still knitting those dolls, those fucking little tributes to the Tailor  

The Wolf always took pride in those. They were important to her because HE was important to her.

He was important to her and so I keep following his orders

The orders of the one who sent the Wolf to die

I keep following his orders because the Wolf cared about him for some fucking reason

Too bad for her that the feeling wasn’t fucking mutual huh?

I think I told you before that I keep going this way for Hart’s sake too. As if we’re any safer this way.

If he was willing to kill the Wolf when it suited him, he’d do the same to us.

I know this. I knew all this before, but I keep following orders because it’s what the Wolf would do

He was important to her so I have to treat him that way

It’s one of the ways I’m keeping her alive

By serving the fucker who killed her

Fuck, I might as well finally post about this shit

First off, for any of you fuckers who want to know, up until two weeks ago it was business as usual here. Not a whole fucking lot to report. Christmas was a fucking non-thing. Neither of us felt much like celebrating and now we’re in a new year. 

But none of that shit matters because some ass cunt is creeping on the kid in the comments while spewing shit about running this place and bringing the Wolf back. Fucker told me to think about helping him, like I’m going to help a random shit bag with his or her wacky fucking little experiment on the Wolf.

In case the bitch in question is reading this- if you do anything to fuck with her, you’re going to fucking wish you were dead.