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"Hey, you alright? You look pale."

“I thought you’d say that.” Sam swung his arm from behind his back, holding a bag of cold medicine.”Brought you a little gift.” He handed it to her, and walked back to the door. “If you need anything else, just yell.” Sam lightly smacked  the the door frame. Stepping out, returning to his research.

Drunk meme

“Demon blood detox…now that sounds like nasty business.” He lived quite a life, and she couldn’t really say she envied it at all. She almost felt bad for him, then he kept on talking. These no-humanity types and their inability to find their mouth’s off switch. “Charming,” she muttered dryly, “I forgot how much I loved talking to the empty. No, I don’t fear Death. I can’t be killed, so I’m pretty sure he can’t take me anywhere.” Nachos? She did not know how to take him sometimes. “Maybe I should just bring the fun to you…don’t want you getting any ideas about selling me to the highest bidder or whatever you soulless hunters do.”

“You’d be surprised what Death can do.” Sam said, rolling his eyes. She barked a bunch of nonsense half the time. When he had a soul, his guess was he found it funny the amount of a superiority complex this vampire had. “I’m sorry, were you still talking? I dozed off.” He asked, politely. There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone of voice. “I wouldn’t sell you, I’d just give you away.” Sam scoffed, he knew better ways to gain a few bucks.