WasabiRules

I put on my fur-lined coat and covered my head with the furry hood. King raced down the stairs and ran his hand through his hair in a desperate attempt to comb it. "Your hair is fine, King. Let's get going!" I sighed. "Easy for you to say, Hill! Do you know how long it takes to comb an untamamble mop?!" He dramatically exclaimed. "I wouldn't know, Queen." I smirked. King glared at me. "Tread lightly." He warned. "We're late!" I said, looking at the clock. King nodded and we both got out of the apartment. "Get the elevator - I'll lock the door. Go!" I said. King nodded and pressed the elevator button. I locked the door and shoved the keys in m