❝ Some kids in promiscuous costumes. You know how the youth are. ❞ Thana drawled with gritted teeth, contemplating a summoning of a hell hound or two. As soon as they gave room for some distance, he found himself much more at ease. Panic had weighed on him long enough; alternative measures might be appropriate. ❝ Maybe what we need is alcohol— ❞
His eyes lit up as he fought the urge to throw his arm around the other’s shoulders, considering how pissed off he was a few minutes ago.
“Now you’re talking Tay. I know just the place around the corner.”
