I'd Do A Lot Of Things To

I’d Said It Before And Meant It: Alive Or Undead, The Love Of My Life Was A Badass.

The Problem With Having So Many People Call Me By Nicknames Was That When Someone Called Me By My Actual Name, It Usually Meant Something Serious Was Happening.

The Incident With Dawn Hadn't Been One Of My Finer Moments. I Honestly Hadn't Expected To Break Any Bones When I Shoved Her Into A Tree. Still, The Incident Had Given Me A Dangerous Reputation. The Story Had Gained Legendary Status, And I Liked To Imagine That It Was Still Being Told Around Campfires Late At Night. Judging By The Look On The Girl's Face, It Was.

The Future Of Our Relationship Hinged On Advice From A Fifteen-year Old Girl, A Probably Untrue Story From A One-eyed Chihuahua Trainer, And Me Unromantically – Yet Skillfully – Kissing You On Top Of Silverware And China?

Who Is He?" "an Idiot, Said Adrian. "makes Me Look Like An Upstanding Member Of Society.