Seriously? Way to commit. I’m already proud of you.
You’re just a fuckin sap, ‘sall that is
I’m trying to be less of a basket case! The question still stands.
Couple a’ years, maybe I dunno senior year
Certain sacrifices will have to be made.
So…how soon are we talking marriage, exactly?
Facin’ possible death an’ you wanna talk bout weddings?
I said no, idiot, and I’m sticking with it.
[He groaned while lighting a cigarette then fuckin’ come on. Don’t be mad when I stroke it]
Nuh uh. I’m staying with you.
I didn’t sign up for a body guard. If I ain’t at the house in an hour then feel free to use a locator spell on me
Fine, fine - I promise. Just don’t do anything stupid and provoke someone you shouldn’t. A lot of plucky idiots posing as hunters around here these days.
Okay, can I fuckin’ go write out my will an’ call my boyfriend now? I’ll meet up with ya at the place.
And you’ve got a best friend who won’t let you die. I promise. I’m not doing this without you.
Promise you won’t bitch about the kinda magic I use.
I guess that’s why I’ve kept you around.
Just a couple more days. That’s all I’m asking of you. I’ve got the grounds protected. We’ll be fine.
Look I got a boyfriend who I plan on makin’ a husband one day, a sister, a ma, a little wolf boy expectin’ to see me again, an another best friend. Don’t fuckin’ get me killed, an’ don’t bitch about what kinda magic I use.
…fuckin’ suicide mission for bitches I don’t even like…
Ugh! [She pulled away, mouth formed into a grimace.] What a way to lighten the mood…
You’re staying, then?
Snapped you outta your freaky mental chick thing. You liked it anyway, it was a fuckin’ dream come true for ya.
No, but I ain’t gonna make you stay. Not yet anyway.
I need you to trust me. Please.
If you die I’ll go to the underworld, bring ya back and fuckin’ kill ya
[He pulled away and spit, then wiped his mouth with the back of his hand] Still not even a wiggle down there.