BEX
Trent: "I am very worried about you."
"Why?" Becca tried not to giggle.
"Because they're saying they're going to kill you! It's not like they're making you a nice meal and giving you a foot rub!"
"Although that would be a bonus," Azazel piped up, resting his elbow on Trent's shoulder. He bathed Becca in one of his patented charming smiles. "Good day. Azazel Vanderkeel. Friends call me Zay."
Trent scoffed. "Oh yeah, you have friends. You *definitely* have friends."
Zay shrugged, smile unwavering. "I do believe we met recently, in fact. I was chasing a winged possum through your domicile. But I don't believe I caught your name, Miss....?"
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