William Abbot
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William Abbot
[Text] So have I, awful things going on in London. Though I hear you're trying to help deal with them. [Text] Along with somebody who seems to be stalking me. [Text] A lot of people seem to be doing that lately. [Text] And I've had enough hangovers to last me a long, long time. -W.A.
[text] Stalking?
[text] I'm off duty and if you need emergency assistance, I recommend dialing 999.
[text] I hope everything gets settled.
[Text] William. [Text] And I suppose an awful lot's happened recently, hasn't it? I don't blame you for slight memory loss. -W.A.
[text] Oh. Well. Nice to meet you again, William. Why are you texting me?
[text] I don't know about you, but I've been through the ringer.
[text] Have you ever had a bottle of Flag Porter? It's damn good.
Demons, Spirits, and Humans, Oh My!
Hunter closed the phone with a smile, folding her arms across her chest. Greg's form continued to breathe calmly, unaware of the beings sharing his hospital room at the moment.
"Are you leaving yet? I told you, this human is mine."
OMG I'm dying.