02: Not my type

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"There's no better distraction in this world than losing oneself in books for a while

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"There's no better distraction in this world than losing oneself in books for a while."
- Magnus Bane (Chain of Gold)

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Did you see my bag? (where?) Did you see my bag? (where?)
It's hella trophies and it's hella thick (hella thick, hella thick)
What you think 'bout that? (well) What you think 'bout that? (well)

The song and the volume stirred the nerves of his brain as if he was a zither from a Chinese xianxia novel and a serious action scene was going on, continuously pulling at his nerves and making his already tired mind go wild.

I bet it got my haters hella sick (hella sick)

"Ava!" he yelled as soon as his booted feet landed inside the hall, an exasperated sigh left his lips.

Come and follow me, follow me with your signs up
I'm so firin', firin', boy, your time's up

He stomped his way to the huge divan settled in the living area and almost cried out loud. Ava had her head dangling down the edge of the divan while her legs rested on the place her head was supposed to be, her mouth was agape and she seemed to be sleeping soundly.

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