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Sirius

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LegendaryWealthySamhain 2022Statue 1 WorshipThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1
WordySilver Medal 2020Critical Hit!Critical Fail!Trick 2019Promptober 2019
05-26-2020, 06:17 PM


He knocked his head against the door as he waited for her response, groggy and out of it, but almost on the verge of laughing at himself, a self-deprecation feeling. Look at what he had gotten himself into, look at what the both of them had gotten into.

‘No’ was her home. Well, if she wasn’t home she couldn’t protest his intrusion, then. Her voice hadn’t come from inside, and when he slowly turned, he would find her bleary eyed peeking out from beneath thick coats. She nearly entirely covered but for that peeking eye. He laughed softly then, shaking his head, and then instantly regretting the motion. “Move over” he ordered, stumbling closer, and trying to crawl into the warm coat beside her.
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