Hello, My Name Is: Death
When we were finished, we dryed off, and jumped into bed.
"Jerek?" I said, as he turned out the lights.
"Yea?" He slipped into bed, and under the covers.
"What do toi think will happen with this cult?" I asked.
"Hmm..." He said, tugging his chemise off. "I'm not sure. I know there will be an all out war, probably bigger then the one we faced with Haus. What about you?"
"Same here. I hope it's not too bad. Do toi think that it'll be three on three ou three on fifty?" I said, hoping for three on three, because it'd be real easy, hence my flashback to the two girls with the chain whips.
"I think it'll be group on group." par group he meant our team against theirs. Kind of like a big giant game of Capture The Flag, which in that case, will be easy and fun. But, I don't think it'll be easy ou fun. I think it'll be a big challenging, and bloodhsed is never fun, so I'm thinking this war coming soon will be pretty bad.
"Actually," He said. "I think it'll be my lips on yours."
He put his lips to mine, and put his arm around me, pulling me into him, and keeping me close. I smiled, and when our lips departed he just held me there. I put my head on his chest, one arm across his waist, my legs intertwined with his, and we fell asleep.