The red demon girl was looking idly around the room, shifting. Laughing uncontrollably, set down your drink. What we had to say was a lot quieter than the other room, nonetheless.
She'd look at me and then fidget and ask: "What?"
You learn about people faster than you think when you're at a social gathering along with implication, you have puzzle pieces to be added every second to the grand picture.
She obviously had a boyfriend.
Hell, everyone did.
My throat has been hurting terribly all morning, and I can't imagine it wasn't last night when I was buzzing. At least I've become more responsible.
Cuddle in the backseat, sure will.
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