- Person A: “Are you seriously telling me that you never realised I’m a vampire?”
Person B: “I’m sorry ok? I thought you were just really into the aesthetic!”
- Person A: “H-How many fucking knives do have in there?!”
Person B: Still pulling knives out of their bag and pockets “I don’t know actually… I have two in my bra and one in my boot as well I think. You know… just in case.”
Person A: “In case of what?!?!!”
- Peering up at your flatmate, you tried not to fidget nervously, offering them a small sheepish smile. You were in trouble.
“They….followed me home?” You said hesitantly, the excuse coming off more as a question, than a statement.
Staring blankly at you, they sighed loudly, stepping into the flat fully as they nudged the door shut behind them and absently locked it. Taking in the sight of you sitting on the floor with your arms full of kitten sized dragons, they finally just dropped their things and groaned loudly in exasperation.
Blushing, you could only watch as they rubbed at their face tiredly, ignoring the tiny purple dragon currently attempting to climb up to your face, little claws digging into you slightly through your shirt.
“There’s no way I can convince you to take them back to where ever you got them from, is there?” Your flatmate asked you dryly, warily watching as a particularly plump little dragon waddled over to try and play with a loose thread on their pants.