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“He just better not cry again. That was freakin’ weird. What am I supposed to say to a crying man?” “I’m fine,” Triscade groaned painfully. He held his head and snapped it to the side, avoiding our judgmental stares. “I’m not like the rest of you. I don’t have that endless will to keep going. I get tired. I break. Like a snake, I guess.” “Hey!” I blurted. “I’m the only one allowed to call you a snake. You don’t get to claim that title.” “True,” Algae muttered. “Takes the fun out of the insult. Now we’ll have to find a new name to qualify you.”

“You will go.” “Yes,” she said. “With chairs in our mouths.” He smiled in a way that was almost kind and therefore could not be trusted. “Bring back a souvenir,” he said. “The city loves trophies.” “We will bring back a hinge,” Evelyn answered. “To show your doors how to sound honest.”

Crawl to him on thorny stones? Before she'd even spend two minutes crawling, her knees will grind down like pudding in a milling machine. "Bullshit, that's too cruel," Trixie made to go to him. Sin pulled her back. "You know he'll get angrier if you interrupt" he warned. His eyes caught the locket necklace on her neck, and his lip tilt. "You're still wearing that asshole around on your locket?" "He's not an asshole!" Trixie fired.

I tell him just to mess with him, but in my mind I already know that I'll be baking him the cookies once we're done in the pool. Savio shrugged. “I need it so I can give the ladies some sugar.” I snorted as I made my way over to Anna, Ellie and the twins. “You are absolutely impossible. Do those pick-up lines actually work?” “No,” Tristan said at the same time as Savio said, “Yes.” Tristan waived him off. "You should've gotten a lollipop or a downward arrow instead of a bull, it would've sent a clearer message." Tristan tells him, and I can see a smirk on hid face even though he's doing his best to hide it.

I have visions of Effie Trinket in my head. In the end, I have to admit, it was much better than I thought. Having Tina work her magic on my hair was very relaxing. When she was done, I looked amazing. I still looked like me, but better, enhanced. “Wow!” I said, looking in the mirror. She smiled a brilliant smile, clapping her hands. “You like it?”

He stood outside the door, calling over and over, "Honey, tell me, will I get it or not?" I shouted back through the door, forcing my voice steady. "Yes! You'll definitely get it!" Hearing this, Tristan brightened like a man who'd won the jackpot. "If you're not feeling well tonight, I won't bother you. I'll go stay at my brother's." He sounded almost delighted. I watched the plastic bracelet swirl in the toilet bowl. The on-screen comments raced across my vision. [She actually flushed the bracelet? She always treasured her husband's gifts!]

"Huh?" "Sorry, I was talking to someone else," Trixson quickly replied, trying to cover her slip. She still could not believe that she said those words out loud. "So annoying and hypocritical," Elsie muttered under her breath. " Huh?" Anger flashed in Trickson's eyes. "No, not you. I was talking about a movie character." "Elsie, I am in serious trouble, and you are watching a movie!" she yelled,sounding greatly hurt. "..."

Seemed like the more people who knew what I had going on inside my head, the better these days. Trill shook her head. "Not me," she said. "Iepa." For the love of all that was blessed and elemental. That I could get angry about. Didn't have a chance. Not with tall, blonde, and handsome winking at me again. I thought Quaid had the whole leer thing down to an art. Even my friend Ram back on Demonicon couldn't hold a magic candle to the smarmy smile and eye drooping wink this character threw my way.

It was as if the outcome had already been decided in his favor. Amusing. “You’re looking a little too smug for someone bringing a lamb to slaughter,” I commented with my arms crossed as I watched them approach. Jeff merely chuckled. “Oh, Tristan,” he mused. “You still think you know everything, don’t you?” I raised an eyebrow. And then Jeff turned toward Travis. His smirk slowly widened. “Shall we educate him?” Travis said nothing. But then Jeff spoke, revealing something that made the murmurs of the crowd stop.

I stared at her blankly, and Logan was the person to crack up. "Effie, Alvin, Simon, and Theodore are chipmunks, not squirrels," I say, trying hard not to laugh. "I know that. I was ten." She protests an argument. "I couldn't think of a name and thought of those." "That is a long-ass name, baby girl." "You're just making fun of me." Effie blows her cheeks and pouts at Logan. He draws Effie in his arms and plants kisses all over her face—Effie squeals and attempts to pull away as it turns adorable between them.