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“You laughed.”
“I know,” Trystan said, shaking his head, hoping to knock the building ache out of it.
“You’re fucked.”
Trystan shoved Malcolm into the doorway, hard, before walking through and calling out behind him, “Shut up.”

You are evil incarnate. The world fears the very mention of your name. A cold-blooded killer.
A sudden, small squeak came out of her, sounding suspiciously like a sneeze. She looked up at him sheepishly.
He was a puddle on the floor, and every speck of dust in that room was his enemy.

Being evil wasn’t supposed to be joyful, and his migraine was proof.