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A muffled laugh broke the dead silence, and she found the cause of said laughter with his hands clapped over his mouth, blue eyes dancing as he desperately fought the urge to give in and laugh at the expense of his friend. Unfortunately, all it took was Lisa raising one perfectly plucked eyebrow for him to lose it completely. "HAHAHA! SHE CALLED YOU PLASTIC FANTASTIC, DAMON, YOUR MATE...PLASTIC FANTASTIC!!!" Mate, what!?! "Listen here, Goofy, I am not mates with Mr. Plastic, hell I don't even know him, and while I'm flattered that my mere voice causes you to go into hysterics, I need to find my classes, so if you would just move your hero-worshipping harem along I would like to get inside, c

I can’t breathe. ##########

Not blinking. Something really isc razy. I feel it deep in my bones.

" Gilbert's puppy-dog eyes were becoming a regular thing, and I was a sucker for it. "Fine, fine." I waved the white flag. "I'll go with you, happy now?"

No table to crawl under. “Don’t make me hurt you.”

Account suspended. Her hands shook. “No… no, no, no…” She slammed the lid shut, breath shallow. He had taken everything. The money. The plan. The escape. Her phone buzzed again, a text, unknown number. “You played your part well, doll. Enjoy motherhood.” — D.

Group hug it is. Finally !

“ Be outspoken. This office is soundproof anyway.” “I know that,” Morgan snarled at her. “Anyway, It’s Rude.” “Rude? Who’s rude?” Sandra asked, perplexed. “The rude waiter...” Morgan said reluctantly. It took a brief moment for Sandra to realize. “The hottie? Oh my gosh, how cool did he fight them off?” Sandra asked, childishly. “Don’t make it sound like that. I hated and still hate the encounter,” Morgan pointed out but Sandra ignored her.

"Sassy?" "Yes, usually whenever someone bothers you, you snap. But now you let them be." Abelard clarifies then folds her arms. "Just tired of all this." I proclaim rolling my eyes. "Well then, tomorrow we can have a spa day. Just you and me." She asserts, "Not in the mood." I groaned. "Well too bad, because you're coming." I groan in frustration tugging on my hair, "I hate you." I don't bother to continue our boring conversation so I just head back into the house.

"Die! Die! It's all your fault! Elara left me because of you!" "But if you're dead… Elara will stop being angry with me! She will forgive me!" At that moment, Orion had gone completely insane under the blood moon, his pupils splitting into blood rings. No one dared to stop him in his frenzied state, but he eventually stopped when Dahlia's heart stopped beating. His pupils returned to normal, and he flung Dahlia's heart offhandedly on the ground as he turned, and walked towards me with an eerie smile.