This is August. Leave a message and I'll get back to you. Unless you're a jackass who decided to track down my personal info instead of using the business number, in which case fuck you.
Oooh. My place is pretty safe, the only people around are college kids and they're either gone or don't give a fuck, or there's the weird time warp Denny's.
...Denny's is probably better. I mean, I don't doubt your place is safe as shit and all that, but I don't think you want a fucking explosion in your living room. Just saying.
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Where can I meet you? Like, the shit I've gotta show you involves my demon, and I really don't think we wanna be in the public eye for that.
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