Dimitri: "why Did You Come

I Just Told You To Be Quiet. That's One Step Away From Asking You To Wash My Laundry And Make Me A Sandwich.

I Love Pity Parties. I Wish I'd Brought Hats.

Yeah. Rose." Jill Sighed And Stared Vacantly Ahead. "she's All He Sees When He Closes His Eyes. Flashing Dark Eyes And A Body Full Of Fire And Energy. No Matter How Much He Tries To Forget Her, No Matter How Much He Drinks . . . She's Always There. He Can't Escape Her.

Maybe Everyone Else Thinks Your Aversion To Food Is Cute- But Not Me. I've Watched You Watch Jill. Here's Some Tough Love: You Will Never, Ever Have Her Body. Ever. It's Impossible. She's Moroi. You're Human. That's Biology. You Have A Great One, One That Most Humans Would Kill For- And You'd Look Even Better If You Put On A Little Weight. Five Pounds Would Be A Good Start. Hide The Ribs. Get A Bigger Bra Size

Besides, When Not Hard At Work With This Research, I'm Actually Conducting A Side Experiment On How Cigarettes And Gin Increase Charisma. As You Might Guess, The Results Are Looking Very Promising.