“You don’t scare me.” He said it quietly, confidently. His teeth were lightly clenched and his hands were fists at his side. “You don’t scare me at all.”

She looked at him, her eyes shining black in the torchlight. “I’ll eat you for breakfast.” She snarled, saliva dripping from her pointy teeth.

“It’s eleven.” He said.

“Brunch then.”

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