Even though Eric is trying to make me feel better, I am not sure that it is working. For one, there is a lot of alcohol in my system right now. And while I pride myself on still being able to make the right choices when I'm tipsy, that doesn't mean that I'm going to let myself make as big a judgment call as this one. Trusting werewolves? Trusting vampires? It seems crazy.
But this city has forced me to work with crazy sometimes.
"I am not sure that you are going to convince me not to be afraid of werewolves today," I tell Eric, because I should be honest with him. He deserves that much. "And it's hard to imagine a place that's more calm and boring than suburban Orlando."
I eat the last bite of my pie, chewing thoughtfully as I look outside the window.
"Maybe I should make sure that I get home before it's dark. Vampires and werewolves..." I murmur, rubbing at my forehead.
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Date: 2016-09-11 09:58 pm (UTC)But this city has forced me to work with crazy sometimes.
"I am not sure that you are going to convince me not to be afraid of werewolves today," I tell Eric, because I should be honest with him. He deserves that much. "And it's hard to imagine a place that's more calm and boring than suburban Orlando."
I eat the last bite of my pie, chewing thoughtfully as I look outside the window.
"Maybe I should make sure that I get home before it's dark. Vampires and werewolves..." I murmur, rubbing at my forehead.