May. 16th, 2012

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She turned her head to smile at me, “Good evening, Bas-ti-an.”

I smiled at her. I didn't care if the way she said my name gave Johnson the creeps. I loved it.

“Evening.” I sat up and stretched, cracking my back in three different places.

Ritz let her head rest on my shoulder, “I have to go back tonight. This would be day two of no food for me.”

“You could come back here after.” She blinked at me like she didn’t understand what I had said for a moment, “The coven does fine without you. You could move in here and we’ll watch movies all night with Jenna, and stay in bed all day.”

“Oh, Bas-ti-an.” She closed her eyes for a second and sighed, “I need to eat sometime.”


I want to ship it, but I can't, I know too much.

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