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poison_isley"Klaus, baby, you gotta come over," she'd told him.
She hadn't cared when Klaus had locked up that crazy bitch in her basement, but it was getting too crazy to handle. The pounding on the floor was getting louder. The wailing. The draft she couldn't seem to stop.
Yeah, this shit had to end.
"You're moving out, bitch," she'd hollered down the stairs.
There were footsteps coming up the stairs.
Ivy slammed the door.
She hadn't cared when Klaus had locked up that crazy bitch in her basement, but it was getting too crazy to handle. The pounding on the floor was getting louder. The wailing. The draft she couldn't seem to stop.
Yeah, this shit had to end.
"You're moving out, bitch," she'd hollered down the stairs.
There were footsteps coming up the stairs.
Ivy slammed the door.
