Novel & Cerita Perry Doofenshmirtz

Perry asked him with raised eyebrows He was not in the right mood, and the least of things he needed at the moment was to be stared at for a reason he knew not. "I'm sorry, but…" The doctor's voice trailed off as he tried to remember his name. "Perry? Perry Moore?" "Yes?" He responded nonchalantly. He wasn't surprised that the doctor knew his name though because he was a popular person in the town. The doctor walked closer to him. "You don't remember me?" Perry looked at him confusedly as he tried to rack his brain on where he had maybe seen the guy before. "Have we met before?"

She stared at me until I finally looked over at her. I said, "What?" As I bit my nails. "What happened?" Kara inquired as I reclined in my chair and let out a deep sigh. "Well, would you believe it? A dog, yes, a four-legged furry creature that loves chasing its tail, suddenly turned into a human, broke a window, and went on a stealing spree. And just when you thought things couldn't get any stranger, the doggy delinquent transformed back into its original form and made a smooth exit through the very same window. Who says animals can't pull off a heist?"

I don’t know but it feels like we do have this awkward presence for each other and we both don’t know how to make it not an awkward one. “Why did you argue with Primo?” My head was occupied at that moment they fought over me. I still don’t know why and I want to know why they did it. “He’s just an annoying and arrogant peasant who pissed me.” Doom buries his face in the pillow. I replied, “Correction, he doesn’t look like a peasant for me. He’s a company holder and a future CEO.” “But he looks one. Tss,” Doom glared at me. I chuckled to tease him. “Okay, fine! But why were you arguing? And why did you murmur my name earlier?”

Piper. I gape at him, caught off guard by the arrogance lacing his words. “No,” I snap, recovering. “The CEO got me this dress. Who the hell is Santa anyway? I’ve never heard of such a name.” His grin falters just a little, but he quickly recovers, his eyes dancing with amusement. “Santa,” he repeats, his tone dripping with mockery, “is an Alpha who can grant your every wish. But I suppose if you’d rather believe it was the CEO…”