Velma is having none of your vampire shit today.
Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who reads ancient scrolls written in a forbidden tongue and summons nightmarish beings from beyond the mortal plane.
I want to spend a day in the mind of Neil Gaiman, honestly.
You really don’t. It’s weird in here. Also I think that thing over there in the corner of my mind is moving.
Don’t look. Maybe it won’t see us.