The Closet Full of Nightmares.
'"Oi, don't pity me!" He yelled, pointing a finger at me. "And girls shouldn't make expressions like that!" "Actually I wasn't really going to pity you..." I remarked, "Anyways, how's death been?" The blond put his hand into a strangling position and growled at me. "And by any chance do you have his number..? I heard...