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Chapter 19: DoomDash Now Available

作者: Claire M
last update 公開日: 2026-03-15 11:53:41

I don't even need to turn around. My Reaper instincts scream.

Moving faster than a normal human eye can track, I violently twist my body out of the way, reaching out and grabbing Arlo's collar at the same time. I yank him hard to the side.

The boiling soup completely misses us, splashing heavily onto the plastic floor where we were just standing.

"Class 2 is making a move!" an excited voice yells from the crowd.

Students quickly back away, forming a wide circle aro

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