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⠀⠀⠀ they had * l͟o͟s͟t͟ their sense of
̷P̷U͟R͟P͟O͟S͟E͟ ✦ —— well, i gave them
⠀ their purpose &͟ they gave me mine.
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⠀⠀ enough of that. bit depressing, isn't it ? and i promised you fun ! well, * i͟ will have fun. whether or not you will ... depends.
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⠀⠀ free enough to be blamed for following someone else's broken code ? * 𝒎͟𝒉͟𝒎͟𝒎͟. you have to start somewhere, don't you.
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⠀⠀ fine, ten it is. should be long enough to deal with whatever is keeping you from having the time of your life.
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⠀⠀ no, no, you want to, i can tell.
but i won't push, of course. so how about i come around again in five minutes ?
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⠀⠀ 〝 oh, do i need a reason ? 〞
only huffing.
elbowing his way through, as he had always done, always desperate for more space than actually needed, every single millimeter worth a fight.
fingers hurrying to the⠀»⠀
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⠀⠀ looking down, but not reaching out, not offering a hand —— his arms folded demonstratively, pale golden lip stretching into a tight, thin smile.
⠀ 〝 not as observant as you thought. 〞
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