Talk:Hellhound/@comment-4407082-20160227183142/@comment-5426290-20160301081756

I take a deep breath. "I'm not looking for a wife." (>.<)

At that I'm beaten to a pulp and my friend monsterized.

Later that week she hugs me, saying it's the best thing I could have done as it turns out her boyfriend was masochistic.

Luckily the hellhounds never told anyone and we even got to keep the loot. =D