Gabriel is my bodyguard, " I said stiffly.
J.B. snorted. "He wants something to do with your body, but it ain't guarding that he's thinking about.
I huffed out a deep breath. “It’s something huge, isn’t it?” Beezle nodded. “Yup.”
There was a sound of several limbs splashing in the water. “Is it all squishy and tentacly?”
“Yup.”
“I hate my life,” I said, and as I turned I conjured a ball of nightfire and threw it.
You came, you saw, you burned everything to the ground.
Christina HenryWell, that was a beautiful wedding," Beezle said. "The bride has spider goo in her hair and the groom smells like sulfur. the parking-lot-in-front-of-the-burning warehouse location leaves something to be desired, and there was a distinct lack of refreshments, but otherwise, just lovely.
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