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Chapter 3:
No, dear, I actually wasn't going to sell my soul. Due to being, you know, not a total moron.
Oh, wow. Um, where's the opt-out button? I would really rather not stuff a stun gun down my pants!
Ooh. Is that what Flea looks like for real, then, too? Very awesome.
I just love the club in general. Very well described and it seems like a pretty cool place to spend an evening.
The more tender exchange back at the apartment was really nice. With my choices, at least, it was the first time it felt like something other than "feeding the demon".
I love that Flea is so clueless about basic human shit like food and cell phones. Adorable! 💜
Favourite lines:
"They should really stop advertising ice cream on their window outside."
and
"This is dire" (Guilty.)
and
"He looks like he's waiting for a job interview or to apply for a bank loan or something."