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A forgotten, half empty glass of wine held the papers down. The crinkles and sharp lines in them evidence of the harsh attention they had received. On the couch, the plush fabric the color of the most creamy coffee one could make, their author slept fitfully. Without a blanket her dress was the only thing to keep the girl warm and
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The dice would have fallen in your favor, silly boy. If only you kneeeew.
But then we'd have none of this delicious drama!
Together! Amavia would agree to that wholeheartedly. <3
(With the puppy too.)
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I am being a derp. She's kind of a bitch for failing Raoul. But I still feel bad for her in other regards.
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Also this was well written and stuff.
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Thanks :) She was a sad panda. And hasn't gotten any happier since. :
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