[There was something amazing about that smile. Something that could bring Richard back from the brink of disaster, or break his heart if it so wanted to. Thankfully, he couldn't think of any reason why Alex would ever want to do the later. Generally, it was the circumstances that she managed to fall into that caused him any emotional distress. She was, trouble, as was the colloquial term. A person who sought out the danger and general troubles of the world. It was part of what made him crazy, but also part of what made the two of them fit so well.
Her belief, the ever-growing insanity that seemed to creep into her mind in the thought that this nonsense was real. That Thomas Warren was a wealthy, enigmatic leader of a cult that was creating demons. That demons were actually real, and that Richard was some sort of key to kicking off a demon apocalypse was concerning, but at least right now it wasn't manifesting.
Instead, it was something stupid and playful, something that was meant to tease his logical belief that none of this was real.]
No, that would be events you force me to go to.
[Reaching out, he ran his fingers over her arm, lightly caressing the skin under the fabric of her shirt.]
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Her belief, the ever-growing insanity that seemed to creep into her mind in the thought that this nonsense was real. That Thomas Warren was a wealthy, enigmatic leader of a cult that was creating demons. That demons were actually real, and that Richard was some sort of key to kicking off a demon apocalypse was concerning, but at least right now it wasn't manifesting.
Instead, it was something stupid and playful, something that was meant to tease his logical belief that none of this was real.]
No, that would be events you force me to go to.
[Reaching out, he ran his fingers over her arm, lightly caressing the skin under the fabric of her shirt.]