[ Full of information, isn’t she? There’s always a chance she could be lying, playing a game to her own end, but so far Gabe can’t think of a reason why she’d bother. Monsters, possessions, killing chickens. Oh, what fun.
His eyebrows lift and he tilts his head her way, careful—so very careful—to make sure the sunglasses don’t slide down his nose. ]
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His eyebrows lift and he tilts his head her way, careful—so very careful—to make sure the sunglasses don’t slide down his nose. ]
That depends. What’s your kinda fun?