*Warning: contains use of the C word.*
Chapter two is fun.
The bane of Narenya's existence comes in the form of this lil' shit:
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Some father and daughter poetry be like:
Narrator: Roses are red, violets are blue . . .
Otto: First, I am here to deliver peace terms-
Daemon: C u n t
Maegyn: And lucky last, I am here to remind you-
Narenya: C u n t
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Non-Fiction𝙄 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙄'𝙢 𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙨. © L.
