#adele meme

                       "Yeah? Damn. Never would’a guessed.” she’s dumb enough to approach a stranger in a cemetery. In Faith’s defense, though, everyone you meet in a cemetery is strange. She’s heard a lot of weird gobblygook from new vampires in her day --- some don’t know they’re dead. Wanna know where their parents are, their wife or boyfriend. It’s sad, even manages to rake it’s nails over her crusted-over heart. Some think they’ve been reborn for something special, some sacred calling only to end up a little extra dust in an already dusty graveyard. Just wandering? That’s a new one, “No to that it makes a difference, here, but ‘wandering’ pretty much just looks lost.”

She sighs, because he’s like the worst kind of puppy sometimes, “Look. Ain’t just vamps out there, we got a rogue wolf. I get that you wanna help but a werewolf’s a person, so the last thing I need’s you goin’ all frisbee at a human being with that shield. I’m comin’ back. Hard to kill, remember?”

She could, though. Go on for miles about all the little things that prompt her affection for him, and these little moments of bitchy insecurity are part of the whole. It’s cute. Fuck her actual life, but it is. Faith finally glances up at Sam, then back to her task with a smirk, “Well, for starters... you got a purdy mouth.”

Latin isn’t dead. Just on the other side.