giving a hellhound a nice foot massage to prevent further kicking. Don't take me wrong, but you really have a treadable face.”

𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘩𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘩𝘰𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴.

“Don't worry, when you stop I'll hold my strength back to just knock you coldly.”

𝘵𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘸 𝘱𝘢𝘥𝘴.

“Mm...”

𝘤𝘪𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦.

“I'm not a bad guy... In fact I'm very sensitive and sad stories make me cry my eyes out.”

𝘖𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴.

𝘚𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘭𝘺.

“Heh, you already see me as a twink.”

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘧𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘶𝘭𝘱𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦.

“I don't really have any reason to disrespect you. Let me know when I do, okay? That way I can fight back.”

𝘏𝘦 𝘫𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥, 𝘱𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘶𝘮

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“Okay, I'll keep that in mind...”

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘢 𝘤𝘪𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘶𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘱𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘶𝘱.

“I'm surprised you don't mind me, y'know? I thought I didn't look too friendly.”

𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒅𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏.

𝑶𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑬𝒍𝒊𝒚𝒂𝒏𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒆, 𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍.

“Bravo! I didn't know you had quite the aggressive side. I like that in a woman.”

𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆.

“Of course, I wouldn't mind you calling me that, Eliyana.”

𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒎 𝒈𝒖𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒉𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒍, 𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒃𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒎 𝒈𝒖𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒍, 𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒔

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I've knew some before so I know what I'm saying. It's a pleasure to meet 'cha.”

𝘏𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘯 𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳, 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳.

𝘏𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘯𝘰𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦𝘥.

“I'm Solanine Vasilyev but my friends calls me an emo twink..”

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘮.

“Yeah, they're a bunch of holier than thou hypocrites who actually likes to ride on demon cocks.

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“It's too far away and I don't intend to go there. Hell is much better, I can do whatever I like.”

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘬, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘭 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦.

“What's your name, darlin'?”

“S'up?”