"I wouldn't mind seeing your place," she decided, managing a faintly hopeful smile. At any other time, it might've sounded a bit flirtatious— and maybe it still did. It was something about her that happened without conscious will, and she'd always attributed it to something evil inside of her... Something like him.

But maybe she was just everyday fucked up. Just a lonely, desperate girl looking for attention and getting it from all the wrong places.