"Nah." She reached over and shoved his shoulder. "Tell me we live together n' how we are n' ya can even conflagraaaate yaself. I'll allow it 'cause y'alright." Preacher grinned lop-sidedly. "I'm tired, but I'll tell ya all 'bout tha sigil s**t tomorrowww. I can get a boooodddyyy and, and.." She yawned widely.
"Scoot over." Preacher flung her leg back up on the bed from where it had slid off.
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