He Who Fights Monsters



March 3rd, 2009: In which I awake to find someone watching me sleep. Just... not the person I expected.

 

Anna glared at me. “It’s not sick when I do it. I’m not going to sit here all night and—think about you."

 

"No, you’re just going to sit here and think about him thinking about me. What’s that saying? He who fights monsters needs to check himself before he becomes one? You look into the sparkle for too long and the sparkle looks into you, or something? OW! GODDAMMIT! WHAT WAS THAT! YOUR PISTOL? YOU THREW YOUR PISTOL AT ME?"

 

 

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