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“Nah, see this is exactly the kind of shit that Patrick would pull. Setting me up with a ghost.” Lucas exhaled: a soft clouded scoff. Dating, let alone meeting people in LA, was difficult enough without being supernatural, but he couldn’t be pissed at his friend. Patrick was trying. “I mean, I can’t accidently kill what’s already… you know.” The smoke obscured the silver shine in Lucas’ eyes. “No offense, guy.” He tossed the cigarette onto the cement and stamped it out before clearing his throat with a cough. Wolfsbane fucking itched. “But since you’re here and I’m here, and it’s Halloween, let’s make the most of it.” Lucas grabbed his helmet from the seat of his gray Suzuki with a smile and a shrug. ”What could go wrong with a ghost and a werewolf?”