Death Wish
Death tells him
"Who's that?" He asks
"Can I go?" I ask tiredly
"It's me, and yeah, your little friend is in your room," Death says
"My little friend,"
"The werewolf," he says
At his words, I take off running past him and quickly up the stairs in record time before bursting into my room where she was sitting on my bed covering her ears.
"What is with the screaming?" She asks
"Sorry," I say before sticking my head out of the door, "Death can we go in your room?!" I ask him
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