sugary sweet Evil Pastry Lady
Reaching across the table he set his hand on Kenzie's and gave a shrug, "It was alright. No better than usual I suppose." He smiled and reached with his other hand and sipped at his water again. "So where's mah copy of the Prophet?" he asked with a smirk.
Looking at her he smiled. As cheesy as it sounded she made his heart melt every time he saw her. What normally scared him about that though only made his need for her grow. He loved her and he couldn't go a day without seeing her anymore. She made him stronger.
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