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VICTORIAS POV

My scrwany hunchback hurt like Felicia. I tried to crack it but there was no luck. Harry flipped out his wings, I looked into his deep green eyes, like an interminable Everglades forest, they shimmered in the pale, flushed moonlight, his eyes met mine and I looked away because awkward. His mouth seemed to be moving but no sound came out. We then started Dow to the ground

He screamed

"IM SCARED, IM SCARED, IM SCARED, IM SCARED, IM SCARED." He eventually threw up all over my face and in my mouth, I let the niggas gross puke seep into my dirty clogged pores. I drank some and a hunk of meat got entrapped in my freaking throat. I started choking, but when we finally hit the ground it flew out into harrys mouth and he scoffed it like he's never eaten before. the moment was perfect, my lips puckered into a duck beak shape. I leaned in about to share DNA with my ghetto favorite, but then shrek showed up, and the message he delivers is terrifying. ((maze runner reference, only ma drew Jackson VP niggas will understand))

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