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"𝖨𝗍'𝖽 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗇," 𝖨 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽.
"𝖨'𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌," 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽.
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𝗧𝗬𝗣𝗜𝗖𝗔𝗟 𝗗𝗔𝗬𝗦 𝗢𝗙 𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗟𝗗𝗜𝗦𝗛 𝗕𝗜𝗖𝗞𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚
𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗦𝗧𝗨𝗣𝗜𝗗 𝗦𝗠𝗜𝗥𝗞𝗦
─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──
"...Did you just," Maribel paused midway as her eyes scrunched in disbelief, "call me a rat..?" her brow raised in confusion, mirroring the uncertainty in her tone.
"What?" Kaiser blinked in puzzlement.
"You just called me rat, didn't you?" This time with much more certainty, she accused him once again with a frown.
"I didn't..?" he answered with a tilt in his head.
"No, you just did."
"No, I didn—"
"Yes, you did. Just now you did."
"I actually, didn't."
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𝘔𝘠 𝘙𝘈𝘊𝘖𝘕𝘛𝘌𝘜𝘚𝘌 || 𝗺.𝗸𝗮𝗶𝘀𝗲𝗿
Fanfiction♚ 𝗿𝗮𝗰∙𝗰𝗼𝗻∙𝘁𝗲𝘂𝘀𝗲 (noun) raconteur-euse || a gifted storyteller, able to spin amusing tales from everyday life. a person who tells anecdotes in a skilful and amusing way; a person proficient at yapping. ➤ wherein the th...
