You want me to go back into that house protected by a magic sticky note?”
“Don’t even start,” I told him. “It’s working. If it weren’t working, you couldn’t drag me into that place.”
“What did you write on here? ‘Don’t die’?”
“No, I wrote, ‘Don’t be an a-hole!’” I headed for the house.
“On yours or mine?”
“On yours.”
“Well, in that case, your magic isn’t working. I’m still an asshole.

Autor: Ilona Andrews

You want me to go back into that house protected by a magic sticky note?”<br />“Don’t even start,” I told him. “It’s working. If it weren’t working, you couldn’t drag me into that place.”<br />“What did you write on here? ‘Don’t die’?”<br />“No, I wrote, ‘Don’t be an a-hole!’” I headed for the house.<br />“On yours or mine?”<br />“On yours.”<br />“Well, in that case, your magic isn’t working. I’m still an asshole. - Ilona Andrews


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