Considering both of our histories, I feel like catching me off guard isn't gonna happen. Not without some serious creativity on your part. But good luck.
And no, no that isn't an invitation to tell me about your sexcapades, so please don't.
... I want to say I am impressed but honestly, this isn't surprising to me at all. But please tell me it was your Pokemon footie pajamas.
I passed out on my living room floor at 2am in the middle of a summoning circle and woke up with sharpie on my face, so how do you think my night went.
Right, see, this is why I hold out on you. That and who else is going to infuriate me to the point of being able to cast a fucking curse from half a mile away? We become actual friends and then what? All hell breaks loose.
.... how the fuck are you not dead yet, kid. I swear to the gods, you are the only idiot I know that would go to a fucking church graveyard ON SAMHAIN and get drunk.
I don't usually get called out on it right way, though. I admired her directness. I tried to tell her that but she wouldn't have anything to do with me after declaring my shady motherfuckerness to the entire bar. Damn.
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