“Really? Fucking cunt, fucking bitch, slit-faced whore? That’s the best you got? You douchy scrotum-licking shit-eating nutsack-cellist. Bite this.” She disappeared, reappeared in his cell, and beat the living shit out of him. By the time Pete turned his phone off, the vampire was on the floor begging Bethany Anne to forgive him for his disrespect. He got it right the third time. The other two times she merely said, “Not good enough” and tore into him again.
