❝ 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.”