For years now, you and Habit have been together, no matter what form they take, man, female. You guys always seem to have this unhealthy obsession with making eachother miserable and hard. And even as a women, you couldn't help it. You hated her, but god she wore every body..so..damn well. And even as her stench of death burned your nose you still went for it. Closed the distance. And took what has and will always be yours. Habit. That fucking bitch of a women you couldn't help but enjoy