Gand just waves a hand dismissively, staring up at it as if amazed he can move it at all.

'Just compiling sins and curses.'

He takes a long pull from the vodka bottle, scrunching his face a bit at the taste. He never understood how anyone could drink such an antiseptic flavored alchohol straight...

"You're an asshole," she sniffles. She looks to the bedroom where a moaning Karlie still is. She rolls her eyes and wipes away the tears. "You're going to beat her aren't you?"