The Drowning Type | The Joker
"Why do you always do that?" He asked, with a wince of his eyes, I could tell he was purposely holding back a laugh. "You're always so damn stupid, thinking you can escape like some miracle applies to you."
"I've given up on miracles." I said, and he frowned, "What's the point of escaping, when you just can't keep yourself away from me?"
He stepped forward, "Are you implying something, girl?"
I shrugged, the chains around my wrists dug into my skin as I did so, making me cringe at the pain, "I'm just saying this is the third time you've been down here today, and it's still morning."