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Living people rarely interested me beyond whatever immediate purpose they served. I found the dead much more interesting to be around. They couldn’t lie and had no ulterior motives. What you saw was what you got with the dead.
some people were more useful as fertilizer for my mushroom garden than taking up oxygen.
“Because he’s not a sociopath.” I rolled my eyes again. “That’s technically an offensive term, you know. It’s called anti-social personality disorder.”
Really? Tea. I didnt know that
I took Theo to a fast-food joint, where he stared at the menu with a frown while the impatient clerk glared at us in irritation. I’d already ordered my food, but Theo seemed stuck. Maybe he’d never eaten at a Burger King before.
How much you want to bet Theo cant read?
His face flushed, and he lowered his head to mumble, “I can’t read.”
Duh
What kind of apartment place had a front desk person?
Sir....
I won’t allow anyone to hurt you in a way you don’t want, not even me. I’ll kill anyone who tries.”
I’d kill him before I ever let him get away from me. He was mine,
Yikes
They recognized what I was early on and decided that my instincts should be used for good instead of evil,
Like dexter
River made us grilled cheese sandwiches and served them each with a pickle and a glass of chocolate milk.
Yikes
“Weight loss tea? War, there’s not an ounce of fat on you.” “First thing I grabbed,” he lied.
Does he have body dysmorphia?
I gave him a stern look. “Did you eat today?” He snorted. “What are you, my mom now? I’ve already got two of those, thanks.” I sighed. “War, he’s not worth it.” “I have no fucking idea what you’re talking about, River.”
Yup, definitely an eating dishorder
Tatty or someone else to talk some sense into him before his obsession with losing weight got bad again. He didn’t need to lose another ounce, but it was one of his go-to behaviors whenever he and Ken were on ice.
I want War to get a book. Im so curious
“And no Xander, huh? Let me guess. He’s still pissed about the puppy.” Xavier’s lip curled. “The puppy? Fuck the puppy. You tried to kill him.” Xion shrugged. “Honestly, I thought he was you. But then, I also thought you were clones sent by Donald Trump to spy on me. I had a psychotic break. It happens. I’m doing much better now, thanks.”
Hate to say it but he's kind of funny
“I traded her two trazadone and a lorazepam for a blowjob and she spilled right after. Bitch was into pillow talk or some shit. She told me she sold her baby to the Master for two hundred bucks and a couple of speedballs at some church.
This whole thing is the biggest yikes
alcohol drive-throughs.
Wild
I took a step back and swung the sledgehammer low. It cracked against his shin with the deafening crunch of bone. Travis screamed, cursed, and spat, wiggling back and forth on the hook, but he wasn’t going anywhere. Behind me, Theo doubled over and threw up.
Damn he gonna have to grow out of that
“It’s bizarre to hear a serial killer so in awe of life.” River frowned. “Killing is a part of life. Everyone does it on some level. Maybe not to other humans, but anyone who eats meat is contributing to a whole industry that slaughters animals. Vegetarians eat dead plants. Most things are alive at the expense of some other organism, whether that’s a bacterium or a cow. Life needs death to thrive. I’m just…” He waved a hand. “Another cog in the machine. A corrective action the universe sometimes makes to right wrongs.”
“This is probably the worst possible time for me to say this, but I’ve never done this before either.”
Ngl, i thought so from jump
“AB stands for the Aryan Brotherhood,” War supplied. “White supremacists.” “Our organization occasionally has to do business with the AB,” Niki said, “but nobody likes it.”
Side eye
the NLR are the Nazi Lowriders. Yeah. Those kind of Nazis. Bad dudes.”
Right....
“We do not do business with Nazis,” Niki clarified firmly.
Still do buisness with white supremacists though....
I lifted Theo’s other hand and kissed his knuckles. Xavier made a gagging sound. “Gross.” I snarled at him like a feral dog, showing my teeth. Xander shrugged. “You gotta admit, bruh, PDA is kinda cringe.”
Real
My jaw trembled. “How do you know?” “I know because it’s what I would do.”
Fuck
Earl. Master’s real name was Earl. It was a stupid name and I hated it. I couldn’t believe I had ever let someone named Earl run my entire life.
Lol?
“I don’t know how to deal with all these intrusive memories.” I swallowed the vodka and winced, though it wasn’t nearly as bad the second time. “Take them as they come, and stop blaming yourself,” he suggested, refilling my glass. “Pace yourself through it as best you can. Develop a vice or two. It’s good to be bad sometimes.”
I cant tell if this is real or terrible advice
Truth be told, if Theo ever did try to leave me, I’d probably completely lose my shit and have to kill anyone who ever tried to be with him. I saw him as a possession, one that I wanted to snuggle, and kiss, and hold, but he was still a possession to me. I knew it would hurt him to hear that, especially given his history, but that was the truth.
Yikes
on my sheets.
"my" not "ours"?
River’s skin was several shades darker than mine and smooth beneath the fine dusting of dark hair. There was nothing gentle or delicate about the way he was built,
Something about that felt a little racist....
I supposed I could leave him. Go try to establish myself somewhere, see the world.
Nah. He'd Kill you
“You want to get married?” he asked me deadpan.
Lmao
River’s brows knitted in concern, his eyes softening, like he was concentrating hard the way he did when he was trying to figure out my emotions. It shouldn’t have been sexy, but it was, partly because I knew he’d never look at anyone else that way. Just me.
I get that
Flashes lit up the room just off stage at the front of the dusty sanctuary and gunfire barked. War and I sped our pace, rushing to the front only to be met with a rather calm looking Izzy as he stepped out of the shadows, slapping a fresh magazine into his tiny Italian-made handgun. “Jesus, fuck,” Xander whispered next to me. “Am I the only one with a raging boner right now?”
No cause i know that ate
“Come, River. I’m desperate to know what you think of my mushrooms. I made them just for you. Personally, I think they’re to die for.”
That sounded like a threat....
