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“You know what, fuck it.” I slammed my hands flat on the table, my fingers flexing. “I’m in, witches. Let’s run amok.”
How do you like me now, you sanctimonious bitch?
“I do make it my life’s work to be a nasty woman.”
I think they just want to be seen by someone. To be touched. You know, pretty much the same things everyone wants, even while alive.”
“You know what Yoda said about trying,” she said, muffled. “It’s for fucking losers.”