“I cannot believe that I slept throughout that confrontation, I would have told him where he can put his many ideas about us in.” Gwenn rages as she paced around the room we were given, a room for 15 persons, it doesn’t matter that the room was big enough.

“Talking back to him might earn you a punishment.” I tell her rubbing my eyebrow because of the headache that was coming.

“You did and you weren’t punished.” Gwenn pointed out.

“Yes I did and I didn’t insult him or tell him to shovel his ideas into his body through the means of his butthole.”

“I don’t see why it matters...