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The only therapy I need is this. Her. She’s my fucking saviour. My fucking everything.
“What the fuck would you know about my V card, Alexander?”
“Welcome to the world of hangovers and regrets, Callista,”
“My head hurts too much to listen to a conversation about my baby sister’s tits. Ow,”
“What the hell was in that weed?” “Uh… weed?”
“Because I know,” she snaps. “Either that or his cock is so small it didn’t touch the sides.” Alex laughs as Nico sprays coffee everywhere. “I’ve seen it. That’s entirely possible,” Alex happily supplies.
“She’s lying. She didn’t think I had real-life friends until you just walked in.”
Unfortunately for him, my friend, much like me, isn’t normal, and instead of backing down she places her hands on her hips and holds his eyes.
“You taste like sin and death, Hellion.”
“I can’t wait to burn the rest of hell down together.”
