As Janine approached her friends, she felt nervous, Caleb's hand against her back soothed her as she proceeded forward under their gazes. "Um, hi everyone." Janine said as she brushed some hair behind her ear.
The mercenaries present all went wide eyed upon recognising the voice. No one put it more elegantly than Willy. "Bloody fuck! It is her! Janine, how did we never know you were a blue cunt! You hid that well didn't you? That is fucking mental! Way to fight the stereotype you fucking legend! Also, I suppose I owe you some money, you are definitely a good looking cunt, I take back all the times I doubted you! Hahaha!"
Talia looked at Willy, absolutely mortified. Never had she heard so much crassness come from a man's mouth in such a short amount of time. She turned to Janine, whom the brunt of the language was directed at, only to be perplexed finding her sister smiling?
