Scott | Allison Spam
"I know, right? Stupid shit." she laughs, shaking her head, though it's clear by the tone of her voice that she's not totally convinced. She doesn't want to keep talking, but she can't help it now that she's started.
"It's weird looking demons, too." she continues with a roll of her eyes. "They're these all black kabuki dudes or something...and I'm fighting 'em off with a bow and arrow. I used to blame bad sushi, but now I just think it's the brain damage talking."