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—❝𝘊𝘈𝘙𝘖𝘓 𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝘒𝘙𝘖𝘕𝘌❞— ♡
"OKAY, BE CAREFUL WHEN YOU GO OUT TO PLAY." mama said sweetly, patting the top of phil and sherry's heads.
"are you coming mama?" sherry asked.
she smiled. "later. i have to talk to sister krone first."
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"damn it!"
"norman! that's dangerous! don't hurt yourself!"
norman punched the tree once more, his knuckles now bruised and scratched from the impact.
norman kept his fist on the tree, his head facing the warm green grass. he was clearly frustrated and upset, no one could really blame him.
ray leaned against the tree, a book visible in his right hand. "this is bad. another demon minion. plus, she's living in an inconvenient spot."
"yeah.. the vacant room we just cleaned." emma mumbled. "where is that again?"
"second floor, right in the center of the kids' rooms." [name] answered, glancing back and forth between emma and ray, and norman's bruised fist.
"making space in the pantry. inspecting the spare linen. we played into her hands and made preparations to welcome another enemy." norman angrily stated, his body tense as his hands shook violently. "i would have knownhad i given it more thought!"
"norman, you need to calm down. being stressed isn't going to help anyone. it's fine to miss things sometimes-"
ray cut the [h/c] haired girl off. "that's besides the point, [name]. but even if we knew, there was no way to prevent it, norman. why are you so..."
"it's not about preventing it." he retorted, gritting his teeth. "mama kept dangling clues in front of us.
if it was just to take us by surprise, she wouldn't have made us do those chores. I should have been able to read her moves, but i didn't. she outmaneuvered me."
[name] looked at norman sadly, a rare frown on her face. by then, we had already lost to isabella. the [e/c] eyed girl sighed, rubbing norman's back in attempts to calm him down. it was working, slowly at that but still working.
