“It really is.”
“Yeah, they’re not keen on being woken.”
I don’t care you get your food and go.
Klaire walked over to the fridge and grabbed her leftover spaghetti carbonara and warming it up in the microwave before dumping on a plate and sitting down at the island to eat.
I’m saying you can’t get food, I’m just telling to back off and leave me alone.
Klaire rolled her eyes Whatever Cale.
“Nope, they’re more mundane than we are.”
Trying waking one up.
“I did. Once and by accident but it’s best just to let them sleep I think.”
I stopped a while ago but I’m really trying to get it again. That’s pretty much the only thing I can do to help if there’s a fight.
I think my mom tried, but since it was always weird, I don’t.
Tell me about it, the first time I bumped into some demons I froze for a while. I prefer the chakram and shurikens to a bow though.
Maybe there’s a spell we could find that might be able to act like a glamour so you could take pictures with a glow appearing.
Then back off, I am not in the mood.
All I did was ask if you’re okay, evidently you’re not but I came in here to get food and just because you’re in a bad mood doesn’t mean I going to leave hungry.
“I can’t say the same about werewolves to be honest.”
“They have super duper healing too don’t they?”