“Holy fuck, Jesus, shit, you’re Tatum Jackson”
“Chace shook his head, not at odds with how he felt about Tatum Jackson and Tyrell Walker, two of the biggest badasses he knew, demonstrating signs they were pussy whipped and didn’t give a shit.”
“That is a zombie..... Holy fucking shit. That's a mother fucking zombie and this shit is real.”
“Holy shit, you’re the most accomplished stalker I’ve ever met.”“It’s not stalking if you like it.”
“Holy shit!""Since when is shit holy?”
“Fuck no, Trav, you’re not pulling this shit! You’re in love with Ab…,” his eyes focused and he recognized his mistake, “…by. Hey, Abby.”