Poor Kitten

"So tell me, how many times have you died?", I asked Haein. She must have suffered a lot if she had been going through the same thing as me. She had my full sympathy. 

"Three times"

Well, maybe not full sympathy then. 

"Ha, poor girl"

"Yeah, it's been absolutely fucking horrible. How about you?"

"Too many to count"

"What, like 10? Fuck. You are kidding me…"

"More like one hundred plus"

The little kitten's jaw dropped, exposing her cute little fangs. 

"WHAAAATT!!! Doesn't that make you like a hundred years old?!!!! You are an old HAG! Oh my god, how did you bear with it all?!"

"Well, you are exaggerating. But it's been a long fucking time yes. I guess it translates to like 10 years now"

"That doesn't add up", now she looked really confused. 

"You are not too good at math, are you?", not that I was one to speak, but this girl was worse than me for sure.