My Arch Nemesis in my Bed
It wasn’t obviously threatening, but it was clear that this conversation wasn’t over until he decided it was over.
“You know, you’re not at all what I expected,” he said, tilting his head slightly as he continued to study me. “You’re much more naive than I thought you’d be.”
“Excuse me? What’s that supposed to mean?”
“It’s not an insult,” he said, holding up a hand like he was trying to calm down a startled animal. “It’s actually rather refreshing. Most people in our world lose their innocence much earlier.”
“Your world?” I repeated, because nothing he was saying was making any sense and I was starting to feel like I’d accidentally stumbled into some kind of bizarre fever dream.
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