oh . chet blinked hard and tried to process what she had said to him . get in *her* car ? wow . . . was this going somewhere ? chet wished he wasn't so blasted now in that case ! chet hops into the passenger side , and takes a gulp from lie little flask . ' road trip ! '

why doesn't ash just hire an assassin for those lil demon things ? that's called delegating , babyyy ~

oh . oh shit . chet looked to his flask, then swished it a bit . . . yeah , he had enough to share for just one sip . especially for someone like amanda . sexy scary . chet wordlessly held out the flask , and smiled . one eyelid fluttering a little . ' be my guest ~ '

just realized the ' older women ' i used to like in my twenties are just . . . women my age now upset .

damn . . . you lookin' good for 1000 ; ]

whoa . . . so you're like . . . human , or ?

oh . chet hadn’t thought of it like that . . . but now that he’s thinking about it , it certainly does sting . ‘ we’ll . . . uh . . . yeah . and he uh . . . doesn’t visit . ‘ chet blinks hard . his brain is trying to come up with an excuse for ash , even now .

that’s true . chet considers that , and looks at the head . yeesh . that’s grim . ‘ i guess you got the worst of it , huh ? he uh. . . killed you . ‘

chet’s dumb drunk mind eats this all up without a single question . ‘ ah jeez . . . don’t cry , i’m sure he hated it too ? ‘

‘ yeah ! ‘ oh thank god the head isn’t crying anymore ! ‘ if he included you with his new buddies he must have ! ‘

chet grimaces . the ash he knew was more about the sexy bodies than anything — ‘ yeah ! of course ! ‘

‘ oh ! uh . . . yeah , what did you want me to say ? ‘

maidenless

sitting in the readers car , eating a brownie

jolting !! the sheriff scared chet , but that doesn’t stop him from scarfing down the brownie . “ ish jusht shocclat — “ his mouth is stuffed full . eyes glazed enough that any ordinary man would know . . . that maybe the brownies are not ‘ just chocolate . ‘

graphic depictions of handholding

//cheryl when chet

yawns . . .