09-19-2018, 11:27 PM
Silas turned to Sidney, a finely manicured eyebrow raising upward on his forehead "What conversation in the kitchen?" he asked, voice a little firm. When Sidney remained silent, he turned back to Marc "You... You tell me what conversation that the gossip-girls in our lives have spoken about me..."
Silas sounded a bit hurt, but more then anything, he was starting to get nervous, because he knew that they wouldn't be here to chit-chat with Marc for long; they were here to do medical procedures - procedures that he hated. But still, he wanted to know what Kris and Sidney had been talking about... Especially because he never heard anything about it.
Silas sounded a bit hurt, but more then anything, he was starting to get nervous, because he knew that they wouldn't be here to chit-chat with Marc for long; they were here to do medical procedures - procedures that he hated. But still, he wanted to know what Kris and Sidney had been talking about... Especially because he never heard anything about it.
You can lead a horse to water, but cannot force a horse to drink.