𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒅

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[CICATRIZE]

3.06 || don't get ritually sacrificed

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Aurelia frowns, walking over to the front door when she hears a knock, pulling it open. "Oh, God. If you try to drag me out of this house for a run, I am gonna stick my foot so far up your ass," Aurelia starts.

"I'm not dragging you out of the house for a run." Chris cuts in and she lets out a breath of relief, leaning against the door.

"Then why the hell are you here?" Aurelia asks.

"You're not very polite late at night." Chris says.

"That's because it's late. And night. So, please, hurry this along." Aurelia says.

"Two more people have gone missing. I think I know where one of the bodies will be. Come on." Chris says and she groans, resting her head against the door.

"Can you let me get dressed? I don't fancy having anyone see me in my underwear. Although it might distract them from the dead body." Aurelia says and Chris raises a brow. "Did I really just say that? Yeah, I'm definitely not awake yet. I'm gonna go get dressed. You go make me some coffee." Aurelia says.

"Excuse me?" Chris asks.

"I was sleeping. You want me to be helpful? You'll make me coffee. Strong coffee. Whenever you think there's too much coffee, put more in and then a little more for good measure." Aurelia says before walking back towards her room.

Chris hesitates with a frown before stepping into the house and shutting the door behind him and heading towards the kitchen. Aurelia opens her closet in her room, grabbing something to wear before picking a pair of shoes. She heads to the kitchen when she's dressed to see Chris filling a travel cup with coffee for her. "Look at that. And I didn't even have to train you." Aurelia remarks and Chris rolls his eyes as she opens the fridge. 

"What are you doing? We need to go." Chris says. 

"Alright. Alright. Calm down." She says, moving away from the fridge holding a plate with a sandwich on it and Chris frowns a little at her. "What? It's Bash's. Well, it was." Aurelia says.

"Aurelia, we need to go." Chris says. 

"Jesus Christ. Fine." The witch says, dropping the plate in the sink as she wraps a piece of tissue around her sandwich before grabbing her mug. "Okay, lets go." Aurelia says and he walks ahead of her. "He is such a prick." Aurelia grumbles as she climbs into Chris' car and he looks over at her. "He put mustard on his sandwich so I wouldn't eat it." She says. 

"If he wanted to stop you from eating it, why wouldn't he just put meat on it?" Chris asks. 

"Bash doesn't like cold meat." Aurelia says, looking at the sandwich again before shrugging gently and eating it regardless. She glances at Chris briefly to see him frowning at her. "What? I'm hungry. Hunger beats me hating mustard." Aurelia says and he hums before shaking his head a little and reversing down the drive. She hums briefly, putting her sandwich on her knee as she grabs her phone. 

"What are you doing?" He asks, glancing at her briefly. 

"Texting Bash. He keeps thinking I've been maliciously kidnapped again when you turn up and kidnap me in the middle of the night to look at dead people." Aurelia explains. 

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