"I prefer to have them attack me instead of me attacking them. It makes digestion easier when I'm stripping the body later and find a picture of kids." Roxy tried to be moral, she really, really did. With her appetites for human flesh and violence, well, sometimes it was really difficult. "I shit you not, he referenced Pretty Woman. That's essentially how he told me he thought I was a hooker, I'm sure he was trying to compare me to Julia Roberts in that movie. Oh god, what if I had tried to kiss him before we straightened this out? Would he have been like 'oh you kiss on the lips, I didn't know your kind did that.' I probably would have thought he was talking about gingers."
The sound of a knock at the door had her pushing her sister off her and slightly jogging for the door. It had been only about an hour since she had eaten something but she was hungry again, no big surprise there. After paying she took the bags of sandwiches from the delivery man and came back to the kitchen, putting them down on the counter before announcing, "Chow time!"