#agenthecate

I would hurt you or use you. | you unsettle me. | I dislike you or you annoy me. | I would like to get to know you better. | I pity you. | you confuse me. | I feel indifferent towards you. | I would be friends with you. | I would fight by your side. | I would hug you or hold your hand. | I would kiss you. ;) | I would sleep with you. | I would lie for you. | I would protect you. | I would fall in love with you. | I would kill for you | I respect you. | you are my family. | I don’t know you.

❝ Well, you’re not exactly wrong, ❞ Galateia sighed. In fact, she related to what Hecate was saying. She was still haunted by the attack that happened three years ago. Faces of strangers, people she knew, and the people she loved, gone within a matter of minutes. Because someone decided that out of their own self interest that they should harm others. ❝ But sometimes –– alone is always good. ❞

❝ Holy shit... ❞ she mumbled as she ran her fingers through her hair. ❝ I know they said do whatever it takes, but I seriously was not hoping for –– well, this. ❞ Athena stuck her foot out to nudge the pile of corpses right in front of the two. ❝ But –– don’t worry. I won’t tell anyone. I don’t think I could even if I tried, if I’m being honest. ❞

“Psht I don’t drink water. -- Vodka is the best lover I’ve ever had in my life.”

Xander blinked a couple of time before he finally grinned. “Anyone ever told you you’re a great kisser?”