• Demon
Harry:
— Any last words?
Me:
— yeah, I think the fuck not you trick ass bitch!
Harry:
— excuse me?
Me:
— do you not understand how rude you're being right at this very moment? My fair ass invited you into my home, though I knew you were already a demon from the beginning-
Harry:
— How-
Me:
— and there you go again! Being rude and cutting me off, you should be ashamed of yourself young warrior, fucking ashamed.
Harry:
— as if I care, can't you see I'm having a fun time? I'm about to kill you!
Me:
— Yeah! And how do you think your mother would feel knowing that you're about to kill someone
Harry:
— Ha! Never had one
Me:
— wow, now I feel really bad for you. First, your shitty excuse for fashion sense, and now no mother.
Harry:
— ..... Before meeting you, I imagined killing you being a whole lost easier. Now, I simply don't want to...
Me:
— I have that effect on people, I'm pretty irresistible if ya know what I'm saying, wink
Wink.
Harry:
— I have no idea as to what you're saying .'
Me:
— Fucks sake fine, but we good now right? No killing the Faithy?
Harry:
— For now, no killing the Faithy.
Me:
— And there Faith goes again, changing minds one idiot a time. Bang bang.
Harry:
— I'm not an idiot
Me:
— yeah well...
