'You like her. '

'Shut up. '

'You want to fu- '

'Shut up. '

'Heh- loser. '

And Choso was

genuinely

contemplating smashing his head against the nearest wall, if only it would yank out that damn parasite-

'Oi, I can hear you. '

-he had the misfortune of picking up.

Weeks - though, it felt like years -

weeks

since he 'd wandered into his usual hiding spot at the abandoned Lady of Saint 's Church for a moment of peace and quiet; except,

he wasn 't alone that day.

Too busy poring over yet another sketch of your dazzling smile to notice-

'Your pulse rate spiked- you 're thinking of her, boy. You want her. '

But it 'd been weeks since he 'd

had

peace and quiet after this 'alien symbiote had forcibly attached itself to his body that day.

And the worst part was that he wasn 't even

wrong.

'S-

so what?

' Choso hisses out. 'She deserves better than me anyway. '