As long as that speaking wasn't about vampires or death or ex-boyfriends. Or possibly also about icecapades because no one ever wanted to listen to her talk about those. She nodded.
But eventually this being quiet thing crumbled, anyway. "What's a naan? I mean -- you weren't talking about grandmothers, right?"
She had to ask. Too many of his stories involved cannibals.
no subject
But eventually this being quiet thing crumbled, anyway. "What's a naan? I mean -- you weren't talking about grandmothers, right?"
She had to ask. Too many of his stories involved cannibals.