<span style="font-family:Handlee">Faye watched him as he took a few steps back, leaning against the wall. It bugged her a little how nonchalant he was about the whole situation, like it was a normal occurrence for him to be chased by demon looking creatures with wings. She quirked a brow at him as he shrugged, stating simply that he was the prince of Hell. For a moment, neither one of them said anything. He seemed to be waiting for her response, and she was waiting for him to clarify what the hell he meant, or at least tell her he was joking. Neither thing happened.<br/>
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So then she laughed. It was a pretty sound, albeit a loud one, considering how taken off guard she was. "You're joking, right?" She asked him, eyeing him for another moment before shaking her head. "Jesus. Are you on drugs or something?" After another moment, she shook her head and mumbled something under her breath about weirdos. "This night can't get any worse. Honestly. My car is fucking wrecked, and you... you are claiming you're the prince of the underworld. I can't deal with this." Throwing her hands up in exasperation, she turned away from him.<br/>
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"I need to get my car fixed, but honestly, that can wait until tomorrow. I just want to go home." They were further away from her apartment complex in this direction, and she didn't have her phone to call an uber or anything. So it looked like she was walking. Turning back to Zander, she crossed her arms. "I'm leaving." And with that, she started to walk past him, towards the exit of the garage.</span>