"The Unholy Regalia are three really powerful magical artifacts that belonged to the three greatest enemies of the Nazarene. I had to find them in order to prove myself worthy to be Hell's ruler." Sabrina figured if he wanted to know more, such as what said items were, he would ask.
"What do you mean, besides the sexual component? Are you implying that there's something wrong with that component?" Sabrina joked lightly. "Oh... okay, then I apologize for misunderstanding. I get what you mean now, though. It would make sense if we came from realities that weren't similar, or at least that had completely different religions."
She nibbled her lower lip as she listened to him. "Yes Roman, I know we're never going home, and that this is our life now. I really love being in a relationship with you. We both come from pretty messed up backgrounds, but for the most part we seem to get one another. My crazy doesn't have you running for the hills. And I know when we talked about it before, it was obvious that we define love differently... but I really do love you. I love our normal."
High school was high school and kids were going to be cliquish regardless of anything else going on. "Believe me, when they found out, most people avoided me even more. Especially after my father basically ripped Father Blackwood a new one after it came out that he was responsible for the death of Edward Spellman and my mother." She had to admit that his reasoning made a lot of sense. "Are you saying they schedule when they're going to fuck? And that they use the same position every time? That sounds terrible."