After a moment of silence, Doyle spoke again.
" Of all of my friends, you know, You are the one I like best. "
This made Mallory perk slightly, and smile. " I feel honoured, thank you. " After they spoke, they took a puff of their cigar.
Some time later, Mallory dropped the cigar butt into the ashtray, and stood. Doyle stood as well.
" Ready to go? " Doyle asked.
Mallory nodded, their grin widening in a mischievous, evil manner. And so the two left to cause misery to the people in Cerulean Kingdom... Nobody could stop them. They knew the duo had to do what they do to keep balance.
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Have a seat, Misery
القصة القصيرةA short story based entirely off the song "Have a Seat Misery" by Shayfer James. Characters: Mallory, Doyle. Both are my original characters. All art in here is NOT mine unless said otherwise.
