“Round two?” Raz asks over the phone.

“Yeah. Gotta go to my mom's place. She left it with an acquaintance.” Taylor replies.

“Alright. But Jesse has to go on a date with me.” Raz says, stating his terms.

Taylor sighs. “Dude, we're not in high school. Ask her out yourself. I'm not a pimp.” He says with a shake of his head. This shouldn't even be a conversation. He thinks with some disappointment.

“Ah. You're right. My bad. I'll be there in a moment.” Raz says before appearing in front of Taylor.

“Awesome. Let's go.” Taylor says with a smile.

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Taylor looks around and his brows crease. He sees Raz beside him and raises an eyebrow. “Dude? Where the fuck are we? What are we doing here?” He asks, confused.

“I don’t know man. Last thing I remember I was in my house and you called me…” He says, also confused.

“That’s right. I had to go to my mom’s territory… What the fuck happened?” He asks, a little worried.

“Should we track the energy flow?” Raz asks, a little offended.

“Yeah, I guess. Is this like a space thing? Did you eff up?” Taylor asks, curious.

“What? I don’t eff up.” Raz says, even more offended. “Just shut up and let’s find this cultivator.” He says, a little angry.

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Taylor find the house they were looking for and knock on the door.

Eventually it opens to reveal a tall, thin man with long brown hair. “Ugh. It’s you guys again. I’m telling you now, just leave or I’ll do more than take your memories.” He says, annoyed.

Taylor’s eyes widen and his nose catches a scent. “You’re a demon.” He exclaims.

“Yes, yes. I’m a demon. And a seventh stage cultivator. I already told you that your mom didn’t give this place to me, I took it. I would’ve silenced her too, but your dad… Anyways, get out, or I’ll really start to not care.” He says, slightly annoyed.

Taylor bows his head slightly. “Whatever you say, sir. Have a good day, I guess.” He says before pushing Raz’s shoulder and gesturing for them to leave.

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“Well that was a bitch move. How often do you take it from behind Taylor?” Raz taunts.

“Fuck you, man. This is how the world works. There’s always a bigger fish. I’m not going to offend this dude for some blood thralls. They’re just going to have to squeeze in, I guess.” Taylor says with a sigh as his mind wonders about the other man’s identity.

Raz lets out a mocking smile. “Bitch says what.” He says quietly.

“What?” Taylor responds, waking up from his thoughts.

“Nothing.” Raz says with a smile.