Rosemary's POV:
I just spent the past three hours, sitting in front of Izzy, going through the painful intricacies of every detail from everything that happened since the night of my date with Nathanael. Including the fact that there are supernatural creatures that tried to kidnap her during the ball for God knows why. And yet… This bitch… This…
I find myself forgetful of whether I should inhale first before exhaling in order to breathe properly.
I just think it's mind bogglingly stupendous that after everything I just told her, the first question she can think of is, "So, if you and Nathanael were to have babies, would they be half werewolves or how would that shit work out?"
"No, it wouldn't work. I am not having any kid with…," I stop myself the moment I realize she'd distracted me with her bullshit, "Have you even been listening to me? Are you serious?" I snap.
