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Heron “So your telling me the most eligible bachelor in the country proposes to you and you say no?” the exasperation in Clem’s voice was a welcomed comfort on this rather drab morning. It had not stopped raining, and I had to take off my display cases, that would barely fend against the wind. Though being under the canopy meant they weren’t drenched to the bone. Clem looked stary eyes as she rested her hands beneath her chin, her braids swooped up in an intricate bun, “You have to go back and say yes.”

The data chip remained hidden, a precious treasure close to her skin. Finally, the night of the third moon arrived. The city, bathed in its cool, ethereal glow, seemed to hold its breath. Anya navigated the twisting streets of District 17, her heart pounding against her ribs. She reached Midnight Alley, a notorious den of thieves and scavengers. The air hung heavy with the smell of stale food and something vaguely chemical.

23:00pm . I love you♥️ 23:00 ... Missed 3 calls at 6am She just scrolled the chats and left him unread. Ire Hi, this is Ire Good morning. How are you doing? I wanted to ask for your permission to post the picture you snapped on My I*. No problem. Alright. We should meet up. Whenever you are free. Alright, I will let you know Good luck at your first day of work. Thank you. Have a nice day♥️.

Scorpion. "Well, well. What a pleasant surprise to see you here, Ms. Scorpion. Looks like you guys were discussing something pretty important." I announced after I pretended to get over the shock. "It's Scorpes, not Scorpion! And as a matter of fact, we were. Before you disturbed us with your unwanted presence. Seriously, didn't your parents teach you to knock?"

Something unbreakable. Something ready to rise.

The Cosmic Unifier, armed with this newfound understanding, faced the Eclipse Sowers in a cosmic parley that would determine the fate of the joint empire. The suspenseful negotiations unfolded in a cosmic chamber where representatives from both sides convened. Umbra Astra, shrouded in cosmic shadows, presented their cosmic manifesto, detailing the twists of rebirth they sought to instigate. The Cosmic Unifier, countering with the vision of unity and collaboration, appealed to the Eclipse Sowers' sense of cosmic harmony.

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I asked her curiously as I looked at what she has pointed. "Yes, but we will get the shirts with 'I'm hers' both." She replied while smiling cheekily and I nodded my head as I got it. If that's possible. Of course, it will be. Or if not, I'll buy this booth instead. And, indeed, I have argued first with the owner that we should get both shirts with that print and told him that maybe there could be also a couple that needs the one with 'I'm his'. It's kinda homophobic to not include that kind of option for the prizes, right?

Nysaa couldn't resist taking a jab at his entitlement, her words biting and mocking. "Oh, how gracious of you to grace us with your presence, Mr. Sinclair. I'm sure the world has been eagerly waiting for your wisdom and benevolence." As Mace fielded questions from the reporters, Nysaa continued her private commentary, her insults growing even more scathing. "Yes, yes, Mr. Sinclair, tell us all about your grand plans for the world. I'm sure they're as groundbreaking as your fashion choices." Her words were laced with sarcasm and ridicule, a small act of rebellion against the man who represented everything she despised. Nysaa couldn't help herself; she had to take this opportunity to mock Mace