No evil, no Matt, no Elena. no...idk anymore
[ooc: We are all going to pretend this post happened at like 2 am in Ireland even though its like 1pm something in Ireland. TIMEY WIMEY PEOPLE]
You know when you're on a haunted castle tour and listening to the guide prattle on and on about things that are supposed to make you all scared but hey you died at 17 and some things just aren't scary after that? And then somehow it went into wolf legends and how the Irish wolves were exterminated and then supposed wolf mating habits and I'm going how is this related to haunted castles????
The whole wolves mate for life thing is bullshit, right? Which, hey internet, being all 50/50 on this is so not helpful!
So. Inquiring minds possibly drank a whole lot of gin to get to this point.
Werewolves don't mate for life, right?
And then what’s even a mate?
I need to stop hanging out with werewolves. I’m like the little vampire who shouldn’t be. Like seriously, their bites kill. I'm a masochist. That has got to be the answer.