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Grayson raised an eyebrow and placed a hand gently on my knee. "I could think of a thing or two." I don't think my reaction was as eager and excited as he was hoping for, because he quickly amended, "Like cards or something.

Hey," I replied, making finger guns at her because I was anxious about meeting her friends and couldn't think of anything else less stupid to do. Like just saying hi. Or waving.

I liked her laugh. It wasn't that magical, twinkling laugh that poets would have you hoping for, but it was real. It came from her gut, and it made every trace of worry and discomfort that had been plastered on her face up until now disappear.

It was a relationship between a young, inexperienced girl and an older man used to getting what he wanted. He'd come to her when she was vulnerable and convinced her that he was the only one who cared about her, and she'd believed him. And he did care about her, but he cared about himself a whole lot more.

That guy came out of nowhere and then he just knocked into me and oh my god was he going to bite me? Like that guy from a few years ago who was on bath salts that bit someone and that everyone thought was a zombie but this guy knew what he was doing and he had fangs and he seemed like a vampire not a zombie even though that's fucking crazy because vampires and zombies aren't real! But, but..." But if they're not real, why am I so afraid right now? My brain finished the thought that I could not bear to say aloud, the thought that might mean that deep down I believed in what had just happened.

Then she did that wonderful thing that good friends sometimes do when they look at you like you're hot shit and you should know it.

What do I do now?" Pity still filling her eyes, she shrugged and offered an apologetic smile. "You go home. Take care of that," she said, motioning to my arm, which was still bleeding a little and covered in dirt. "And I guess you try to forget that monsters are real.

When I thought about it, I realized how silly and artificial the things I knew about each of them were, but that was how it happened when nobody knew anybody and you tried listing off your interests and background in the hopes of finding people who would mesh with your interests and background.