Deal With The Devil
That’s depressing.
The older man finally speaks. His voice was deep and authoritative that made me want to piss my pants a little. “And who, exactly, is this?”
If he’s trying to intimidate me, then it’s working so well.
I jumped in before Cole could answer for me. I don't really like it when the spotlight is taken away from me. “Uh, hi. I’m Bright.” I offered a small, awkward wave, immediately regretting it when I saw the seriousness didn't leave their face. “I’m, um, just… visiting?”
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