It's Not My Fault So Much As

What, Are You Doing? Aside From Getting Your Sandwich Cold." "i’m Making A Snow Angel. Don’t You Know What That Is?" "yes, I Know. But Why? You Must Be Freezing." "not So Much, Actually. My Face Is A Little, I Guess.

I've Given Up On You...love Fades. Mine Has.

Do What? Come Up With A Clever Pun Referencing Jerome's Demonic Status? The Truth Is, I Usually Keep A Stash Of Them On Hand And—

Well, I Guess I Can Wait Two Weeks Then." "for What?" "to Ask Her Out

If You're Strigoi," The Boy Interrupted Loudly, "then Why Don't You Have Horns? My Friend Jeffrey Said Strigoi Have Horns." Dimitri's Eyes Fell Not On The Boy But On Me For A Moment. Again, That Spark Of Knowing Shot Between Us. Then, Face Smooth And Serious, Dimitri Turned To The Boy And Answered, "strigoi Don't Have Horns. And Even If They Did, It Wouldn't Matter Because I'm Not A Strigoi.