UMMULKHAYR (Rarely Updated)
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FADIMATU ADAMU NAI'BI.
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"Are you crazy? You could have killed me." I glared.
"You are still talking and breathing which means You're not dead, Yet." he winked. He freaking winked. Is he for real?
"You are sick. You are a PSYCHOPATH. You need serious HELP!" I spit.
When I was about to go out the door, I turned and glared at Lucifer who was looking at me in amusement.
" just so you know, I will get back at you for this" With that, I ran upstairs.
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#3 in success.
Started: 17th July, 2020.
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