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"Yessss!" I grin devilishly and drink the beer, arching an eyebrow. "Gee. How responsible of you!" I snicker
"Demon? Dad's Satan? Any of that ring a bell?" I say, smirking.
Dot dot dot question mark …?
I poke Alida, grinning. "Can I try? Huh? I bet you'll be awesome and let me!"
Damn straight Alida!
"She put her energy in me to calm me down, I dunno how she did. I was completely bloodthirsty." I say, shrugging.
Name: Imani Age: 13 (NO PUNCH FOR MEH) Looks: Five feet six inches, black hair that reaches the upper half of my back, dark brown eyes with four...
"Ah… Lily stopped me from killing somebody…" I answer, looking at Alexander with a toothy grin. "It got sorta messy."
the hell, Justin?
I gratefully take the jacket, and pull it on, skillfully taking off my wrecked shirt underneath. "Thanks a bunch. I owe you." I say
"Sorry about that." I sigh, shrugging.
"Thanks Purity!" I call after her, glancing at my bloody footprints behind me.
(typo ) "…what?" I ask, looking down at myself. "Oh. Blood. Right."
AWKWARDDDD
Punch?! FUCK NO! MOMMA NEEDS A DRINK! Cheers BIATCH!
(good luck ) I walk up to Purity, tapping her on the shoulder. "Do you happen to have an extra jacket?" I ask
(are you trying to scar me for life?! Won't work )
(Sure Angie )
I take off my hoodie, and see that all the blood that got on me soaked through. "Just great…" I mutter
(I'm back)