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(fine... you're out of milk? )
(I'll tell him to be nice )
I stand there expectantly and angrily, waiting for an answer.
(gasp! Oh HEEEELLLL NO! *snaps in a z formation* )
(No... By the way, you're out of orange juice. )
(I'm being ignored )
My fangs extend and I hiss at Joe. "You're seriously pulling the 'do you want me to die?' thing on her? Are you kidding me?! Being a demon or a...
(... hey sal! Yep. This is me making the moment awkward. )
(cheers mordici! )
(that was to Joe. )
"I've been eighteen for centuries." I say, narrowing my eyes. "I'm pretty sure you don't want to live forever. Every mortal you see ages and dies...
"I can do it!" I say, smirking mischievously. "But, its very painful, You'll kill a lot of people, hear thoughts you don't want to, have an...
Bump!
Okay, I stayed up past my bedtime!!! *giggles* can you top that?
(I wanted to say I côcked my head to the side. That's not innapropriate!!! )
I cock my head to the side. "A mortal? Your boyfriend. You're joking!" I snicker.
(still drunk? )
Oh my gosh you ARE a rebel! Niceeee
"Fine..." I mutter
I raise an eyebrow. "Alright boy-mate." I snicker