fiction - brigits_flame - char
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hwango"Okay, you guys were weird all through dinner. What's wrong with you? John is a great guy!"
"Honey...he's a demon."
"What?! What an awful thing to say!"
"Dear, he had glowing yellow eyes."
"That's a medical condition!"
"He kept asking about our souls."
"He's very spiritual!"
"There are scorch marks on the table where he rested his elbows, and look at his chair!"
"You two are awful! You never like anyone I like!" She stormed off.
"...well, he was better than that last guy."
"True."
His chair had sprouted tentacles, and tended to hide under the table between meals.
"Honey...he's a demon."
"What?! What an awful thing to say!"
"Dear, he had glowing yellow eyes."
"That's a medical condition!"
"He kept asking about our souls."
"He's very spiritual!"
"There are scorch marks on the table where he rested his elbows, and look at his chair!"
"You two are awful! You never like anyone I like!" She stormed off.
"...well, he was better than that last guy."
"True."
His chair had sprouted tentacles, and tended to hide under the table between meals.
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