Daaaw, honey, you DO love me! We must make love now <3
STARTER POST (?)
Harley peered down at her long lost friend from a branch overlooking her
“Red?! You there?! You look all cut up, need any help?!” She called own to her.
“The vines…they turned against me.” She coughed as she covered herself.
Harley looked around at all the plant-life hurting her, feeling around her tooshie, she found something that might help, however… “Um…red.. I could help ya, but.. are you okay with me killin’ ‘em in the process?” she said, holding a lighter in her hand, ready to grab her friend and practice a little arson.
“…I have no friends…just you Mista’ J…”
“I love you.”
(It only hurts when I think about it)
“Call Gordon, ask for Sarah, then hang up. Repeat.”
Father heir with Harl
Good think I wrote you a new list honey:
- Sign prenup
- Get outta Arkham
- Mary Harley
- Father heirs with Harl
- Get a real job
(Source: comicpanels, via thedarkarchitect)
Oh that reminds me of a really funny story
When I was a little boy, my mother…..
Honey. If you continue, I’m gonna tell Bats other stories about your mother.