The goth killer yelped as he was pulled closer to her, staring at her and nodding.
“Yes, Devi. I got it.”
Johnny C.
She yanked on the leash, pulling Johnny close to her.
“Bad Johnny! Don’t take it off. Got it? You wear it when we go out together.”
Devi put her arm around Johnny’s waist.
Devi D.
Johnny tried taking the collar off.
Johnny C.
“So you don’t misbehave.”
Attaching a leash to the maniac’s collar as she smirked.
“From now on, you only kill when it’s actually necessary, Johnny.”
Devi D.
“Why the hell would I need a collar to go out with you? I’m not a dog!”
Johnny C.
“If you and I are going out in public together, you’re wearing this. No ifs or buts, Johnny.”
Devi D.
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“Devi? What are you doing?”
