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ROTTEN [READER INTERACTIVE]
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Last published Mon, Oct 19, 2020
Hoseok was confused, absolutely discombobulated. This wasn't happening right?
His mother, or rather some twisted version of her with sickly green and rotten skin and chunks of her stomach missing, wasn't banging relentlessly on his door. She wasn't snarling at him through the window like some wild animal.
And there was most definitely not a 3-year-old snoozing away on the couch...right?
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