We saw each other as often as we could. We talked every day. You had become an important part of my life. The winter was unseasonably warm up until Ne...w Year’s weekend. A bad snowstorm was in the forecast. We both were scared that if I waited until Saturday to go to visit you, I wouldn’t be able to make it. It was decided, I was going up on Friday. We had a wonderful evening together. Then again, we always do. I had grown to care a great deal for you and knew I was falling for you in a way that. During winter I snow plow when I can. I try to live a boring, quiet life. I have one weakness though, bad girls. They are drawn to me like metal to a magnet. My stories are about these girls, some of which I have photos of.This story takes place three years ago, it was a Friday afternoon in early fall and I had just dropped off a snow blower that I had tuned up for a customer. The forecast said that it was going to rain over night and into the morning. I used the day to run errands and I was on. Refusing to back down, Raphael hacked off the beast’s hand, freeing himself from its grip and making it howl in agony.Falling through the air, Raphael grabbed its tail and was flung up behind it, where he delivered a flaming slash to the creature’s neck, decapitating it. As he and the creature began to fall, Raphael pointed his hand back at the tower and launched a rosary chain, using it like a grappling hook to grab onto one of the human pillars holding up the roof of the stairwell and pulling. She leaned into me as she trailed off, her head resting on my shoulder as she drank from the bottle in the silence between us and the moans from the back room. I pulled out my phone and showed her the picture I took. She laughed emphatically. She was so enchanting, I thought to myself. Its not that funny. Oh, yes it is! She objected. I mean, who takes creep shots with the flash on! Hahaha! Oh, shut up. Its a good pic. Stunning model. I have to agree, I said. She smiled back at me, I love how is.