a pack of 'things'

Aidan looked up at the night sky, lying on the hard ground. There was a campfire near him and his friend. A bottle of scotch he’d stolen from his sister was being passed between them. “Do you believe in things like magic? Like witches and demons and good and evil?”

Mercy was confused as she listened to Aidan's question. "Uh, yeah, sure." Mercy stuttered. "Why do you ask?"

"I told you to stay put, darling."

"And I told you to go fuck yourself."

"No."

"How the fuck do you even what?"

Carson raised her eyebrows as she smiled at him. “What is it?”

"Well recently I figured out something about - this girl." He looks at his sweaty palms. "I’ve known her for awhile and I realized I have feelings for her."

Her eyes saddened as she looked at him. "Well, she's going to be a very lucky girl."

Looking into her lovely orbs, Joe’s cheeks began to hurt from smiling so much. Today had been fun, but it was never real. He loved her and she- well he didn’t know how she felt. “I need to tell you something.” He says softly.

Carson raised her eyebrows as she smiled at him. "What is it?"

Seriously when is the next fucking full moon?”

"Two weeks from now."

"I still know how to kick somebody’s ass if they hurt me."

"And when that’s not enough, what are you gonna do?"

"Eat their soul."

"Why?! I’m perfectly capable of protecting myself!"

"This is exactly why! You’re stubborn and you don’t ever listen to anybody."

"I still know how to kick somebody's ass if they hurt me."

"You don’t need to protect me."

"Yes I do!"

"Why?! I'm perfectly capable of protecting myself!"

"I’m here to protect you, not to argue with you."

"You don't need to protect me."

"Wow, that's good."

"Nice try but I’m not accepting that apology."

"Oh, come on, don’t be such a little bitch."

"That's a definite no."

"Unless you have proof, I’m not going to believe you."

Roger sighed running a hand through his hair before he began running his hands through his pockets only to pull out his phone his fingers moving across the screen only to pull up a picture of her boyfriend kissing another girl. Turning it to show her he spoke, “I looked like a perv at the time but still,”

Charlie stared at the picture and felt her chest constrict. "No..."

"Nice try but I'm not accepting that apology."

"He’s not…"

"Yeah, I went to get some tea from that cafe on 4th street and he was snogging some girl. I’ll admit she was hot," Not helping Roger…

"Unless you have proof, I'm not going to believe you."