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Just Whatever (Beetlejuice x Reader)

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It's amusing how much you tend to say whatever. Trying to pretend you don't care. Someone ruined your day? Whatever, it was gonna happen anyways. Yep. That's you. Do you care? Nope. But what happens when you meet the ghost, beetlejuice, and he stops you from ending it all? 


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