"What?" Cupcake? Was she about to segue into a story of her own involving... Wait, no. She really...
She just called him a cupcake.
His back straightened and his muscles tensed as if he'd just been challenged to a fight, not been given a pet name. "My name is Ronan," he hissed. "Don't call me that again." He made no move toward her but his eyes spelled out the word death in all caps and underlined. Metaphorically, the Stuff hadn't given him that power. Unfortunately.
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"What?" Cupcake? Was she about to segue into a story of her own involving... Wait, no. She really...
She just called him a cupcake.
His back straightened and his muscles tensed as if he'd just been challenged to a fight, not been given a pet name. "My name is Ronan," he hissed. "Don't call me that again." He made no move toward her but his eyes spelled out the word death in all caps and underlined. Metaphorically, the Stuff hadn't given him that power. Unfortunately.