randomly wondered the other day what Donna would use to cover her face if she didn’t wear her mourning clothes.
“What if it were a helmet?”
one thing led to another, then Angie turned into a vespa
Lady Dimitrescu: There you are. All this for a child who isn't even here!
Ethan Winters: What the hell do- *gets cut off by Lady Dimitrescu grabbing him*
Lady Dimitrescu: You ungrateful, selfish wretch! You come into my house, you lay your filthy man hands on my daughters, and now you even try to steal my property! How dare you?!
*Ethan crashes through the castle floor*
Lady Dimitrescu: Rest while you can because I will hunt you and I will break you!