CHEERS TO THE BLOODMOON.
I walk out of the VIP room. There's Lucifer... Out of all the fucking places and times man. He walks over to me. "Sup flea bag~ How was your hookup?" he asks. "Good." I respond, unable to get the whole sucking off in bathroom stall thing out of my mind. I shove past him and walk past him.
When I get home, I sit in my gaming chair and hop on COD Warfare. I play some rounds before someone by the username "H3llb0rnST4X." Who would name themselves "Hellborn STAX"? He turns on his mic.
"Testing 1 2 3." he says. "Working. You sound hot~" I smirk. He pauses for a minute before saying "Oh yeah~? You do to." Woah. Elias, sit, good werewolf.
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Cheers to the blood moon
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