Itlooked like someone's mom, probably Sabrina's. Peachy. "Um, pizza?" "Oh, yes, just a moment." She turned to face inside the house."Sabrina... Your pizza's here!" She turned back to me. "She'll be justa minute." I nodded, and she closed the door. It was a long, cold minute, but finally the door opened again. Itwas Sabrina this time, with a wad of cash in one hand. "You ordered apizza?" I asked, my heart trying to climb into my throat. "Two larges,one pepperoni and. Dale was around twenty years old when he went to a disco that he had wanted to try for a long time but had all ways been to busy with hank and the guys to get any kinda free time , alas he did and wandered into the disco club he entered wearing a typical outfit wight bell bottoms and a open blue silk shirt he wandered the club acwardly trying to find a dance partner for several hours before getting tired of acward stares and rejections he wandered to the bar where he was told of a smaller more. I feel like such a burden on her…leaving was the only thing I thought to do. She’s been in and out of the hospital…she’s at home with a nurse…I just don’t know what to do…’ Through the back-and-forth of her tears and my reassurances, I found out that she was nineteen to my twenty. Ashleigh. Such a beautiful name. Such a beautiful girl. The beer had long since worn off, and I was starting to feel tired and fuzzy. One way or another we got back to the subject of where she was staying. She didn’t. He blinked. Oh shit. Oh fuck he may have just royally boned himself.“Fucking hell. You set the fire that took him out!” She grinned a smile that had him taking a step back. Those teeth were horrifying whenever she let them show.“I ... um...” Shit shit shit. He looked around in a panic, but there was nothing and no one around. It was just a dark alley, an unconscious woman, and a Nosferatu Carthian who should very much not know what he just said.“Don’t worry kid, your secret is safe with me. You.