“All jokes aside, you guys…Damien,” she says, turning to me. “You’d better not hurt our friend. Whatever is going on between the two of you, figure it out and be sure about your intentions. Charlotte is a catch, and she doesn’t deserve to be strung along or played around with, no matter how much we love giving her shit.” I nod in understanding. “And rest assured, if you do hurt her, we will hunt you down, slice off your balls and penis, turn them into ground meat, and then feed it to you.”
