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"When I first moved in the hotel when I was 7 and met Bozzly, I noticed that he had a scared-like look on his face, I think."
"I kept asking myself. 'Was he scared of me?' But I couldn't find the right answer. So then, I had gotten over it, and started focusing on fuzzly catching,
which was more important."
"But..."
"I still do, and I am right now."
"I just wish something/someone could answer my question right now."
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Abby sighs, as she put down her journal and pencil, pushing herself away from the desk in her swivel chair.
"9:00 a.m. already?" Abby thought to herself, knowing she had been up for half an hour. "Time really moves fast. I only been up when it was 8:25."
Bozzly then enter Abby's room.
"Abby. Chef Jeff made pancakes." Bozzly told her as she turned around in the chair.
"Oh, I don't feel hungry." She said.
"But thanks."
"Oh." Bozzly said. "Ok then." Then he went back downstairs to finish his pancakes.
(I'm kinda having trouble with the prologue😅, so, I'm just gonna end it right here.)
As this adventure continues.
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Different Timelines; Abby Hatcher AU
Historical Fiction"The fuzzlies were...scared of me?! But why?!" "That's something you need to figure out on your own." "Wait why? Why can't you just tell me?" "Well, I don't know much about past, present and future stuff. But I know you can do it." (this is a 27 cha...
