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- Little Red Riding Hood - "I escaped you once. I can do it again just as easily as the first time" I rolled my eyes, busying myself by casually looking at my red painted nails. Feeling him draw closer, I finally stood from the flower patch, turning towards the darkness. His eyes were all that I could see, and I watched them rise up, as if he were standing from a crouching position. He was transforming. He stepped into the light, his boots crunching down on the dried fallen leaves. "And I caught you once as well. And I can do it again just as easily. ~~~~~~~~~~~ In an alternate universe where the big bad wolf could switch between a dashingly annoying 19 year old asshole and an actual Big Bad Wolf, follow Red Riding Hood as she runs for her life, never being able to escape him. Again, and Again, and Again. #JustWriteIt #AltEnding #wattpad10 * UNEDITED * achievements: 02nd in #littleredridinghood : September 2022 03rd in #wattpad10 : April 2022 14th in #wattpad10 : August 2021 16th in #wattpad10 : February 2020 20th in #wattpad10 : November 2019
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