Greg felt guilty for walking out of that little impromptu meeting and leaving Michelle there by herself. He would have stayed, but him and black magic didn't mix and he was really glad that he had been given a heads up. It was bad enough that he had the werewolf curse, but it was worse with the demonic blood inside of his veins.
He knocked on the door of her apartment as he smashed a cigarette out under the heel of his shoe.
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