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❝Hurry and paint the roses red. If we don't hurry, the flowers will wilt!❞
❝Hurry, hurry! There are still some that aren't painted!❞
❝Why are you painting the white roses red?❞ asked the young girl with blonde.
❝Why, you ask? Well, to tell you the truth, we made a mistake and accidentally planted white roses.❞ the ace responded.
❝Is that so?❞
❝Yes, it is. That's exactly why we're painting them red.❞
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╰┈➤ ❝eh? why would i care about this? why am i dreaming of something from a disney movie...?❞
knock! knock! knock!
The [h] haired male wakes up to a knock at the entrance door. It was still the middle of night, but not like he cared that he was awoken from his sleep.
"Eyah...? Who's at the door?" Grim sleep-talked as the [h] haired male crawls out of bed and heads downstairs, the cat monster follows behind. The knock continues as the male reaches the foyer. "Annoying..."
[Y] opened the door, only to be responded by an orange haired male walking into the dorm past him, saying, "I'll never return to Heartslabyul! I'm officially a Ramshackle student now!"
"Oh?"
"W-what?!" Grim exclaimed before noticing the familiar collar on Ace's neck. "Wait! Those collars! I recognize them! What did you do?"
"Ah, that. The small red pomeranian is who you're talking about?" [Y] inquired. Ace nodded, "Yep, the one who nearly threw tantrums at the orientation because of you. Back to Grim's question: I ate a tart."
