“I’d say over my dead body, but I think you already made that point,” Michael snapped. “Thanks for the visit. Now fuck off, man.”

“Over my- I was going to say, 'over my dead body,' but- - michael”

“You already made your point,” I say with a mouthful of fruit. “Did I?”“Oh, for the love of dick, yes. Now leave me alone.” “Never. If you want, I’ll fuck you now.” The gall. I wouldn’t fuck him now if my clit was on fire and needed to be doused with nub-saving cum. I roll my eyes at him. “No thanks, we have a lifetime of fucking ahead of us,” I say mockingly. He shrugs and starts to walk away as if it makes no difference to him one way or the other. He’s such a jackass sometimes. Before I can stop myself I throw my half-eaten banana at him and it hits him on the back of his neck. He spins around, wipes his neck and looks down at the banana on the floor. “Did you really just fruitally assault me?”He thinks he’s so damned funny with his wordplay.”

“When I'm done sorting out the Unit, Alex and I are going to have a little chat""Over my dead body""I'm thinking over his dead body.”

“I know by now you think I should have straightened myself out - Thank you, drop dead!”

“Ciel: *Over Sebastian's 'dead' body* THAT'S AN ORDER! WAKE UP! RIGHT NOW!Sebastian: *thinking* But I am awake...”