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You're a liar! [And he takes off after her with a stupid grin on his face.]

Am not! [She pulls the car door open, gets in, and locks it, grinning at Adam through the window. Of course, he does have the keys and all. She makes a move like she's going under the dash, like one would hot wire a car.]

[He makes a face at her- then she disappears.] No. Blue!

[She pauses, then comes back up, opening the door] You know me better than that, jeez.

I also know Kavinsky gave me this car.

And? It's just a car. It's a pretty car. [She pets the dashboard]

It really is.

I actually really like this car. Which is weird to say, considering it has anything to do with Kavinsky.

I don't completely hate him anymore. [She makes a face]

Technically it was his mom's before it ended up mine. [That's all he'll give her about that night. He's still trying to process all the crap that happened then.]

Me neither, I think.

Still, it's a big, fancy, expensive car that I usually roll my eyes at, but this one is nice and calm at the same time it's fancy. In the world of big, expensive cars, you were gifted the right one.

Feels weird. Feels so weird to have a part of me that's contemplating being friendly.

I am starting to get fond of it. Just a little.

We've actually spent time without fighting for real. I think that's the weirdest part.

You should. I like it better than the BMW. [Kavinsky's car didn't register, really]

We haven't gotten that far yet, but it's less full on fighting and more bickering. Which, really, I'm not sure will ever go away. I actually kinda trust him, after everything the other day.

[But what about the Gray Man's ;_;?]

Yeah, he. He really stepped up, didn't he?

[She has completely forgotten about Mr. Gray's. Which does register higher than Kavinsky's, now that it's not white.]

He did. He could've failed miserably and just saved himself, or Ronan, but he took care of all of us. Weird.

Or he actually is starting to change for the better. Which isn't to say it's not weird.

I predict the end of the world by December of this year.

We'll know for sure when it starts raining fire tonight.

We might need lamb's blood for the door.

I think Kavinsky's a firstborn, though.

We can shove him outside.

Wait, those are the things I'm trying to not think.

No one expects you to just completely stop. Making fun of him's still allowed. He does it to us.

Right. Then we'll totally shove him outside.

Ah, we probably shouldn't. He's impure and would probably only make the gods angrier.

He'd also jabber at them incessantly and they'd send him back as defective.

"This is where sacrifices go? This is so fucking gaaaaaay. I bet you don't even have any blow here."