Sometimes I feel like I'm living in a dream.
Alright you. This needs to stop. Right now. You aren't fooling anybody. I find it highly unlikely that you know this much about my friend. Especially since some of this stuff I knew already. Except for perhaps the sexual experimentation and Starrie. But why should it matter? It's pretty well known that Steph isn't a good person. But there's a part of her I know that you, nor your partner will ever understand.I figured out your riddle. "At the swings."You're being oddly generous for a proxy. It almost seems like you really want us to know what we're dealing with. This is Trickortreat isn't it? If so, well played.
No Black Sheep. We've already discussed this.I am called Red Cross. Trickytreat is my partner.In any case, my dear. My time is running out. So I shall take my leave for now. But the blackmail shall stay. Little Lamb needs to remember her past.In her past, are directions for the future.And with that. I bid you adieu.