I Felt A Strange Fluttering Sensation In

Okay, God, I Thought. Get Me Out Of This And I’ll Stop My Half-assed Church-going Ways. You Got Me Past A Pack Of Strigoi Tonight. I Mean, Trapping That One Between The Doors Really Shouldn't Have Worked, So Clearly You're On Board. Let Me Get Out Of Here, And I’ll...i Don’t Know. Donate Adrian’s Money To The Poor. Get Baptized. Join A Convent. Well, No. Not That Last One.

You Managed To Get Him A Duster, But You Couldn't Find Me A Pair Of Jeans?

I Reached Into My Pocket And Triumphantly Flashed The Cr-v Keys Iʹd Swiped When Weʹd Come Back Inside. ʺthe Driver,ʺ I Said. I Didnʹt Get To Drive.

Goodbye. Thanks For Your Help... I... I'll Miss You. -rose To Mason

And Here I Thought You Had A Soft Spot For Reckless Young Girls.