why am i doing this

[livingrestless]

I don't believe for a hot minute that you're going to actually play me, for the record. I'm actually totally fine sitting here, not, like... doing anything. Hanging out. Being boring. That's cool. Finishing high school, maybe, that'd be nice.

But no, you're not allowed to make googly eyes at the other one. Jake's fine, but I'm really not sold on this "by the way, you have a creepy homicidal indestructible vampire stalker" thing.

Question: do I get a gun? I want a gun.

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[idolstolemylook]

Somethin' wrong with creepy homicidal indestructible vampire stalkers, then?

Not that I know any.

[livingrestless]

You mean besides everything?

[idolstolemylook]

Don't follow.

[livingrestless]

Everything's wrong with creepy homicidal indestructible vampire stalkers?

Well, okay. Caveat: creepy indestructible vampires are fine. I guess. It's the homicidal stalker part I have a problem with.

[idolstolemylook]

Not very tolerant, are you? Suppose I can't blame you. I mean, you're pretty tasty an' all. But that's the way of the world, love.

Wolf kills a deer, it's not called murder.

[livingrestless]

I don't think it's super closed-minded of me to not want to get eaten, no. -- Wait, tasty?

[idolstolemylook]

Survival of the fittest. And, you know, the immortal.

[livingrestless]

How about survival of the person with the biggest flamethrower?

Because I'm getting. One of those. Somehow.

[idolstolemylook]

Oh, you're cute, you are.

[livingrestless]

Th...anks? You're kinda creepy.

[idolstolemylook]

I'm a bloody vampire. It's my job.

Though I think I'm charming.