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- Monsters, supernatural, fantasy, romance, criminality, slice-of-life (modern or set in past, usually with some twists)
"Yeah, well... I did like your Mom, she was pretty cool. She hated me, though. I remember her saying I was bad for you, that I needed to learn my manners. That night I stayed over yours for dinner was pretty awkward, huh? Though it was my fault for tipping her wine everywhere. Still, I... am sorry about that, it must suck. My mom's probably dead too, she wouldn't survive this. She's too clumsy to survive something this serious," he admitted, offering it up in hopes of sharing the pain, even if it only made him realise his indifference. His mother hadn't really been brilliant, and he couldn't feel sad over her being dead when it wasn't confirmed. For all he knew, she could be alive and well, sipping a cocktail with a fancy businessman she had met who offered her protection in his mansion. It wouldn't surprise him, anyway.
"Hey, I have a buttload of tattoos, actually. I am adventurous, huh?" He grinned, proudly rolling his sleeves up to show his tattoos off. "I mean, I was bored and pretty drunk, but you only live once, don't you? I'll probably die soon, according to you. I'm so useless and reckless that I'll probably get mauled to death just standing outside-- have some damn faith. You're so cautious, it's laughable. Relax, chill. I can protect you from evil, bloodthirsty zombies with my eyes closed."
"Hey, I have a buttload of tattoos, actually. I am adventurous, huh?" He grinned, proudly rolling his sleeves up to show his tattoos off. "I mean, I was bored and pretty drunk, but you only live once, don't you? I'll probably die soon, according to you. I'm so useless and reckless that I'll probably get mauled to death just standing outside-- have some damn faith. You're so cautious, it's laughable. Relax, chill. I can protect you from evil, bloodthirsty zombies with my eyes closed."