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straightening up his posture, clearing his throat. β€œ jocelyn howlett was a π˜₯𝘦𝘒𝘳 𝘧𝘳π˜ͺ𝘦𝘯π˜₯ of mine. one of those unique sorts no man, living or dead, would dare forget. as we lay her to rest, i can’t help but think of …
( spoilsport. but she does bite back a triumphant smile before calmly laying back down and clearing her throat. closing her eyes, arms crossed athwart her chest. oh, erik would be big proud. )
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… i wish she were still here, the things i’d tell her if i had the chance β”ˆβ”ˆ β€œ he pauses, a poorly concealed smirk creeping onto his lips as he leans over the backing of the couch, whispering. β€œ shall i go on or are you tired …
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AH. ( cold claw catches her by the hand before the knife can plunge, the movement of his arm a little too swift. ) alright, alright. you’ve made your point. ( deep sigh. ) now close your eyes.
( sighing. ) fine, then i’ll just pass away then, too. ( taking out a blade from her boot before dramatically lifting it into the air so she could drive it into herself. juliet capulet style and all. )
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