"I hate you." The words were muttered through grit teeth as she was still face down against the sofa. She doesn't even care that they're mean because she knows that she's going to get them back ten fold over the next however many years of their lives. Or at least every day for the amount of time that they have left, there's that too.

Flopping gracelessly back over onto her back, Alex kept her hands on her face before she muttered something that she thought that she honestly never would say. She doesn't mean it, not really, and they both know it, but still. "Demons. Why couldn't it have been demons?" Demons would definitely be better to deal with than this would, that was for sure.