CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

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- SPY SHIT
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"I'M A SPY IN A HOUSE OF LOVE. 

I KNOW THE DREAM YOU'RE DREAMIN' OF, 

I KNOW THE WORD THAT YOU LONG TO HEAR, 

I KNOW YOUR DEEPEST SECRET FEAR."





















"EXCUSE ME," Robin was leant against the wall, arms crossed across her chest as the annoying bell got slammed on for the thousandth time today. Erica's squeaky voice ringing in their eardrums. "Ahoy!"

Robin rolled her eyes, bursting out of the door and back into the shop while Amelia smirked. She was still curled up with her dictionary and notepad, the tape-player to the left of her on the table. 

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