His fingers were aching, but he still couldn’t let himself give up knocking on the door. Not yet. He had been banging on the wooden surface for almost half an hour now. He was angry, and even a little bit scared thinking how he was shoved into the room before it was closed on him. But that doesn’t stop him from screaming to be let
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I can't wait for your real fictional writing~
Thank you so much for viewing my page~~~
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wow i just left the comment on your page didn't i? was there some invisible tracking thing that i didn't know about?
but thanks. haha. i want get writing again when i have the time.
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And I use the invisible tracking thing to my full advantage kekekekeke...
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