I don't like it when people upset my friends. Especially not Carmel. She's sweet and a little too naive for her age. I swear she would talk to a forty year old man whose undressing her with his eyes and just say 'oh you silly he was just observing my clothes.'
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It pisses me off that Carmella trusted him so fast and yet here she is in her bed sleeping after just having a panic attack. She hasn't had one in years, so whatever Royal said must have been pretty damn bad.
"I take back what I said. If it's something major that would make any of us do that. Then I give you all permission to kill Royal. But if it was triggered by a memorie he didn't know he hit then we can't kill him. Understood?"
"Yes ma'am." They all say and salut me like I'm their commander.