You rotten fucker. You wouldn't mount me."Now she has my attention."Principles. Fuck You. I got dumped by my boyfriend, if you can call a rat fuck'n a...user any kind of friend. He started out as a sexy bad boy. But he was a loser dropout. He told me I was fat and beat me. I lost weight so he beat me. He told me I'm ugly and beat me. I gave him blow jobs and fucked him but it was never good enough, so he'd beat me."She continued coloring with real emotional sorrow, "I couldn't take it anymore. I. He had dirty blond hair casually messed up, strong face, blue eyes and clearly worked out in the gym. Though I was still totally oblivious to my own feelings, something in me snapped to attention and started drooling at this beautiful man. “Hey, you here alone?” A little taken aback, I stammered, “No, just lost everyone, as per usual, you?” This prompted another grin, “Nah, but the girl I brought was boring as fuck, and this place sucks. My name’s Harry, want to go get a beer somewhere a bit. The burden for someone else’s welfare was emotionally draining. Once the problem was solved in his head, Tom enjoyed the scenery. The azure sky, the twittering songbirds and the fragrant pine air, put a smile on his face, until he turned around to witness the anguish on Willow’s face. She plodded along, head down, missing out on the exquisite day. A doe flushed from her bed twenty yards to the right. Tom stopped to watch her bound away, white tail flying. He pointed, so Willow would see it.. He didn't even look down as he walked down the hall. His arm hanging at his side holding the revolver, he fired one shot directly into the head of the paralyzed demon as he passed, scanning for ripples in the consensus as he walked.The Hunter stopped three doors down from the fallen vampire, inside he saw the ripples of four demons gathered around in a circle. He replaced his revolver, and pulled his two suppression pistols. Marking the positions of the demons before entering, the Hunter kicked.