tragic-tiffany
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- Parts 9
"Poor girl, crying on her own. You don't have any friends, do you?"
You hiccuped, mascara running down your face. "N-no..."
"N-no..." the clown mocked, pulling a very exaggerated sad face. "But don't worry lovely, I can offer something. I can be your friend."
"Y-you what?"
"Friendship doesn't come cheap, girlie. It's going to come with a price."
(Smutty Pennywise x reader in which Pennywise sometimes takes a beautiful human form. Seriously smut warning beep beep beep, also language probably, and blood)
((THIS BOOK IS ON HIATUS. I'm sorry!))