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That’s how two vampires, a medium, and a dog came to sit around a Ouija board in the back room of a floral shop.
“You know family.” My tone was clipped. “Always a pain in the ass.”
“We prefer blender beaters for our kitchen utensil kink,” I said with a straight face.
His gaze was unblinking. Lacking eyelids will do that to a person.
Far from being offended, Mencheres went over and flawlessly executed a street-style handshake complete with finger slaps, fist bumps, and a high-low finale.
