Hopea sent back a picture of the chickens ''you owe him not to bite him'' She warned, hoping her friend wouldn't hurt her 'brother'.
Dyr took a cautious step forward, looking over at Hopea worriedly.

"Why do you write like you're running out of time?"

"Why do you write like you're running out of time?"

"Why do you write like you're running out of time?"

"Why do you write like you're running out of time?"

"Why do you write like you're running out of time?"
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