Shy
"So where are we going? Do you want to forcefully take anymore of my blood."
"No, we got what we needed the first time," Jasper said.
"And what was that?"
"Nice try," Jasper smirked. "Daisy, when is your birthday?"
"It comforts me slightly that you don't already know," I murmured. "Why do you care?"
"I ask the questions, Daisy," Jasper said.
"1st September," I sighed.
"Year?"
"2000."
"Are you sure?"
"Do you think I'm stupid?" I said and arched an eyebrow. "I know my damn birthday."
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