Once A Luna, Now A Stealer?
A month later, I screech.
“Come on, it’s not that bad,” J tries to soothe the burn. He’s leaning on the castle wall, with his arms crossed over his chest. It’s his day off, so although he’s wearing a mask he’d ditched the black clothing of a guard, opting to dress in a casual way.
In an anime girl hoodie. That was shaped like a unicorn torso.
I swear, he was the strangest Gamma I’d ever seen.
“It is that bad!” I gesture at myself, “I look like I’m going to comic con or something.”
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