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[TinyEldritch]

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At work
Content;;Surprised
Talking to Atticus/Working
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Vivian laughed a little at his comment and rested her hands in her lap, raising an eyebrow at him.
“Just because you're handsome, doesn’t mean everyone wants to love you.” She said softly and sighed to herself, rubbing her thigh. It was sore from her having worked out the night before, as she always did to keep her lean body in shape.“Egh, ya know. If our companies joined together we’d be quite a powerful team. I can see why you’d want to. I mean, pff, you can’t resist this.” Vivian winked but giggled, she never always thought she was one to be irresistible.Viv squeaked softly as the dog slobbered on her face, wiping it away with a bit of a disgusted face.Her emerald eyes flickered up as the phone call came in, listening to it with an amused light in her eyes, holding back a laugh as he spoke of partying and such. After the phone call had ended, she stretched a little. “You only wish you could get to party with me.” She swung the door open and glanced back at him, smiling a little. “Thanks though, and eh. You're gonna have to be good at convincing me Atticus, if you want lunch or anything for that matter.” Grabbing her coffee and purse, she shut the door behind her. Vivian shook her head and walked towards the double glass doors, thinking quietly to herself.

‘Oh Vivian stop...Even if you like him, or he likes you...He’s just another player. A foolish player. Not worth your time..’As she stepped into the beautifully made building, her Grandfather sauntered over and hugged her tight.“Viv! My favorite little girl!....What were you doing in Atticus’s car?” His grey eyes flashed in irritation.“Calm down, he just gave me a ride…” “You know you should stay away from that boy, he’s bad news!” Vivian nodded and waved him away, walking towards the elevator.Stepping inside she waited until they got to the 14th floor, her floor. She walked into the hall and towards her office, humming quietly and smiling as her assistant greeted her.“Good morning Ms. Rose!”“Good morning, Darla. Could you go refill this? I need to file out my paperwork. Thank you.”She stepped into her spacious office with a giant glass window, overlooking to the city.Sinking in her chair, VIvian leaned back and closed her eyes and rubbed her fingers through her long hair. After a bit, she came back to her senses and took a pile of papers from the corner of her desk. She grabbed one of her pens and began to sign off papers, placing others aside that she refused to accept. Her eyes scanned the papers quickly and skillfully, humming quietly as she worked."Hm.."Vivian glanced up as Darla returned, handing her coffee and a delicious looking pastry."Why thank you. Could you take these to the trash? People are fools in what they suggest." Vivian's voice was cold, and it was obvious she was a bit upset now.Darla laughed a bit awkwardly and nodded, running off to do what she had been told.Vivian sipped her coffee and carried on signing and writing on documents, brushing strands of dark hair behind her ear.

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cecily had hardly actually noticed a human being was trying to talk to her. deeply engrossed in a half dream, have reality, it took quite a violent pull to make her snap out of whatever trance that she had been in. "umm..." she begins while her grip on the latte cup tightens a little. desperately trying to get a grip on reality and control on the current conversation, she takes a swig of coffee while forming a correct reply. pathetic, pathetic, pathetic. something about being in the same class... blah, blah, blah. "it's fine. yeah, you looked a little familiar." he actually did, which mean this was probably the first time she hadn't actually lied. "uh huh, yeah, it would probably be a good idea to make friends." like she actually had friends. the mere thought was quiet laughable. people tended to avoid her, probably because how horrible she usually looked in the morning and through the rest of the day, and her rude personality. maybe she should maybe make a friend. "so, how's turkey school for you?" she says while taking another sip of latte, the warm caffeine sliding down her throat and into her stomach, giving her a tingly feeling and the sudden urge to stretch. turkey school was a little lame to her, for a turkey didn't exactly strike fear into her body. it was actually the opposite. turkey made a really good meal, though she had only had it once, on thanksgiving day, when she had actually found an open diner, which had thrilled her to the core. the football team sucked too. they could hardly throw and catch, and she betted that she could beat half of the boys. the sudden thought of a turkey made her mentally flash back to fourth grade, when her social studies teacher had helpfully informed the class that the turkey was benjamin franklins' first pick of the new country's national bird. what had he been thinking? to make america's foes die of laughter? thank goodness for the bald eagle. otherwise, america would have probably become the laughing stock of the world.

jumping head first back into reality, she chugs the rest of her latte, making it burn a little against her tongue. goodness gracious, she needed more caffeine. there was literally zero chance of her getting through the entire day without falling asleep in the middle of class or face planting onto the floor of pure exhaustion. curse nightmares. why couldn't she have just have one night of dreamless sleep? it was hopeless, and she just had to fade the fact that it wouldn't happen. and if it did, then hooray for one night of pure blissfulness. was it sad that she had never had a real dream at night? probably. it obviously wasn't normal, according to all of the books that she had ever read. it wasn't as if she would ask a random person if nightmares were normal to have every single night. shaking her head to clear away the cobwebs beginning to clog up her mind, she listened for the other boy's response, determined to make it through the entire conversation without embarrassing herself.

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His body was rigid when he awoke. His head was full of fog and he couldn’t
seem to shake it. The bed was soaked; another sweaty and restless night.
His blanket was sprawled across the floor; thank god he’d slept in his boxers
that night… He couldn’t how many times his mother had walked in to wake
him up for the day and had gotten one obscene surprise. And thank god his
mother hadn’t woke him up and it had been the annoying sound of his sisters
alarm clock in the next room. His sister seemed to always wake up at six in
the morning and he never understood why. But at least it had awoken him for
the day..... He dragged his stiffened body out of bed and shuffled carelessly
towards the light switch. Once his hand was placed upon the switch, the room
lit up a brilliantly warm glow. His eyes adjusted quickly and he sauntered over
to the dresser by one of his windows; a small one. He pulled open the curtains
and frowned at the darkness of the sky. His windows were circular, and that’s
what he loved about his room. He was the only one in the house to have the

old circular windows. After he was done staring at the black sky, he opened the drawers of his dresser and pulled out one of his cut-off-sleeves shirts…you know the ones…the ones with the sleeves that are cut off to show the chest; a.k.a. workout shirts. Along with the shirt, he grabbed a pair of black jeans and a pair of red converse. As he dressed himself and then brushed his teeth, he could hear the persistent whinnies of his white stallion. So he hurriedly finished up and jogged lightly over towards his large circular window next to his bed. He pushed open the old school window and threw a few carrots down to the horse. The horse whinnied in pleasure and trotted off in a cockily happy fashion. Phillip snickered to himself as he pulled the window shut. He was a country boy…he had the build….just not the style. His shirt was an old Slayer shirt and he’d personally cut the sleeves off. Would you think that said country boy…? No you wouldn’t. But once Phillip was done getting ready he sluggishly strode down to the kitchen and made himself a pan of bacon and some toast. He was never the breakfast type… But his father was always awake by four in the morning and Phillip couldn’t escape the constant nagging his father would give him if he didn’t eat some type of breakfast… It was probably for the best though. Once he finished his breakfast he had barely enough time to go snag a spiced latte. But he managed to get his old pickup truck to the coffee shop. He shoved the drivers’ door open and jumped lazily out of the cab and into the crisp morning air. He wasn’t wearing a jacket as he always ran extremely warm, almost too warm. He locked the door to the truck and sauntered into the coffee shop where he was forced to stand in a rather long line. As he was standing in line, he picked up small parts of a conversation… Something about his school and how some of them were in the same class? He didn’t know, and frankly he didn’t care. He needed to get something into his body to spike his caffeine levels, quick. But as he looked over to the group he was eavesdropping on, he realized that he recognized some of them, especially the girl with the beanie. But he didn’t want to seem like a creep so he kept standing in line. About five minutes went by when Phillip finally got to the front of the line and ordered his spiced latte. It took about another five minutes for the barista to make his drink… And so when he got his drink, he didn’t even bother to give her one of his well known stunning smiles. He sipped his coffee and tested it eagerly. It was perfect. Once he was satisfied with his drink he strode over to the group that he was listening to and sat down. His voice boomed slightly above the others who were chattering amongst themselves; “Hello all... I’m Phillip. I feel like I know most of you but I’m not quite sure…” His eyes fell on the blonde girl with the beanie and his famous smile broke out across his face, “I know that I know you… Cecily…. Right…?” His voice lightly, drifted towards the girl. He thought he recalled having one if not more classes with the girl but wasn’t quite sure…

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[lilằc]

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⚔Male ⚔Villain ⚔Feeling: confident ⚔Tags: open
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You see, there's a difference between being confident and being plain arrogant. Caleb's both. With the faint echoes of car honks and exhaust, Caleb made his way through the alleyways. He was met by a few familiar faces, some not so familiar. He gave the occasional catcall to a girl passing by, she looked as if she was about to slap him. He merely shrugged it off and lighted a cigarette as he continued on.

Distracted by the nicotine, Caleb soon found himself wandering in the more high class part of the area. Not usually where he would lurk around. A mix of pity and awe inside him stirred as he stared at the office buildings almost towering over him. Businessmen and women passed him with their high class tailored suits and expensive dresses. Caleb resisted the urge not to burst out into laughter at the sight. They all looked so stressed and busy; talking on their phones, making business calls and meetings. But Caleb felt like a shark between fish, he didn't have a care in the world but himself. He caught glares from some uptight businessmen, but mostly stares from others. You see, Caleb has always charmed people with his looks. This is most often than not a bad thing. He can manipulate and persuade himself into or out of anything within a blink of an eye, all just from his flirtatious ways. Nevertheless, Caleb knew exactly where he was going. With his eyes set straight in front of him and his chin lifted up ever so slightly, Caleb knew exactly what he wanted.

Caleb originally had his mind set on going to the upper class club and messing with people, maybe picking someone up. Although mostly to mess with people, he'd love to lower the self-esteem of these 'snobby, uptight, rich idiots'. But he was stopped in his tracks while walking past a corner coffee shop. He stuck his head into the window, cupping his hands against the glass to take a look inside. He'd spotted his next target. He raised an eyebrow and smirked before he made his way through the entrance.

[deer,]

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age - nineteen =-.-location - coffee shop =-.-mood - meh =-.-tagged - cecily & phillip

smiling as the female agreed to let him sit across from her. sliding into the green leather booth he
set the pink liquid down to his right and the chocolate cookie right in front of him. throwing the
black backpack that must have weighted twenty pounds at least to his side he smiled once again at
the woman across from him. looking at her as she added the prospect of becoming friends with
someone this school year he perked up very joyful that the move he made to making friends worked.
"it's going pretty good i guess, the mascot isn't very scary and the games aren't very interesting
if i'm honest" he said laughing. noe had made the horrible decision of going to the first football
game with his roommate just so he could have some fun and maybe meet people. the plan did not
work, there was only about twenty people on the stands and they all either looked tired or annoyed
to be there. the tough turkeys as they called themselves lost tn to forty five and the there were no
cheerleaders tobe seen on the field. almost shivering at the thought of his first truly boring night
since coming to school he hoped he would never have to go to another turkey game again because he
would surely die of boredom if he ever did. though when he looked back at the girl he noticed that she
was more drifting into her own thoughts and not paying attention to the words that had come out of
noe's mouth. dart didn't feel offended by her lack of attention because the dark bags under her eyes
and the empty cup of coffee was almost a signal that she didn't get enough sleep. looking over at his
own pink mixture of sugar he handed it to her smiling "i'm already full of energy and you like you
need something". before she could disagree to his offering another lad came over and started talking.
well not him, more to the girl across from him. smirking at the fact that the boy was obviously flirting
with her noe took as much room as possible on his own side of the bench by spreading his backpack
and legs around the dull green leather booth. "i'm dart," noe said quickly smiling at the lad even if he
hadn't asked what his name was in the first place.

dart didn't care if he flirted with the girl in front of him because he was never the one for romance. of
course he had kissed a few girls here and there, and dated quite a bit back in his hometown. they were
never serious though and he almost always became friends with them afterwars and some of his best female
friends are his ex girlfriends. he was never one for romance, of course he hated the fact and sometimes
longed to have someone to snuggle with at night or someone to watch movies with when he needed a movie
night. almost everyone wished they had someone like that in their lives it was just the matter of finding the
right person to snuggle up with and dart had not found that person yet. so while he watched the lad and
the woman in front of him talk he took a big bite of his cookie and tried to come up with a shipping name
for them.

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"yeah." cecily replies to the first comment. she herself had never really found the time or any interest in actually coming to the turkey games. seriously, who would? she had simply learned how lame it was by listening in and eavesdropping into the other student's conversations while walking down the hallways. apparently, not even fifty people had ever shown up, and most of the audience were all half asleep the entire time. the worst part was that the tough turkeys had apparently never even won a single game. the poor football team became ridiculed and the biggest joke in the entire campus. football had become the clique that everyone made fun of. they were mostly made out of wannabes anyway. kids who she though tried a little to hard to fit in. what was wrong with being your own person? she eyes the pink packet of sugar and takes it from noe's hand. "thanks." she says quietly, "i didn't exactly get much sleep last night." hardly any at all. it took a million years for her to actually fall asleep and she woke up washy to early. it was hard to think that she only lived off of three to four hours of sleep a day, five if she was lucky. what was wrong with her? she that she should have probably already visited a psychologist, through she was to busy (reading and watching movies), to bother and take a bus to the nearest city. (probably and hour and a half away) besides, she was pretty sure her problem wasn't going to be able to be fixed. it probably never would, and anyways, she didn't want some old guy staring at her with creepy penetrating eyes that seemed to be able to look through you and ask you weird questions that a normal person wouldn't, unless they were paired. well, a psychologist was paid to ask questions. whatever.

she looks up when the other boy introduces himself. wow, two living, breathing, humans in one day. what a change. "yep. i'm cecily." she replies lamely. was it sad that she didn't exactly remember his name? probably. it was even sadder that she might have already met him once, and just completely forgot. or maybe she was just loosing her mind. maybe both. he did seem familiar though. she offered a small smile that probably looked like a really stupid grimace in reply to his thousand watt smile. i'm never going to get use to this socializing stuff. she thinks negativity, while eyeing the coffee counter, just wanting to get up and buy another latte. or maybe two. she begins to scuffle with the edges of the sugar packet, desperate not to embarrass herself, or be rude to either of the two people she was talking to. it wouldn't be the first time something like that had happened to her.

[deer,]

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age - nineteen =-xxx-location - coffee shop =-xxx-mood - tired =-xxx-tagged - caleb

as she was called dear winnie scrunched up her nose, they way he said it made her feel immature
and childish. so as he answered his phone she turned around and poured his black coffee. once he
was finished her eyes were wide and she turned around and was happy to hear he was a boss of some
sort. handing him his coffee and the two donuts she wondered how old he was, he looked only a year
or so older than her and she wondered how he had come so high up in the ladder that he could talk to
someone like that. before he had left she called out saying that donuts weren't the best for a canines
body, not that he heard the warning as he walked out the door and the next customer had come up in
the line. winnie did really hope that he's dogs didn't get sick because of one doughnut even if it was
very unlikely because it was only one.

winnie was almost never tedious she always had a reason to be entertained by something or someone.
even boring and sluggish lectures with monotone voiced teachers could keep her interested because
she is engrossed about the facts that the speaker is saying even if her ears did want to fall off from the
endless talking. now that statement had been considered false because now the behind the counter
job she had was killing her mind slowly as the seconds ticked by. being bored at work is a hard thing to
cure because her full attention was supposed to be given to working behind the counter. the mornings in
her opinion were always the best and easiest to get through because people walking down the city
streets to their office jobs would actually come inside and order coffee. now that her mind was thinking
about her favorite times in the coffee shop winnie would have to say winter. even if walking to the shop
through the freezing cold was brutal and she often wished that summer would come sooner, but the large
amounts of people would come into the corner shop for warm coffee and hot chocolate always made her
happy. winnie also got to decorate the shop in green and red christmas decorations and that was always
fun to do as dave and her almost always ended up in a pile of laughs and giggles. her daydreams of
winter didn't get her far into the day, but by the time she snapped out of them the clock was turning to
eight. by now everyone was already in their jobs sitting behind a desk and typing up reports or something
along those lines. so the shop was bare besides a group of college students near the back and a girl in the
front area with her dog laying beside her feet and her nose stuck deeply as a book, winnie when she
squeezed her eyes could see her eyes darting one line to the next. huffing she wished that it was her out
in the black metal chair. now that it was sunny she could almost feel the warm rays on her back as she got
a few more chapters in her book or look up more random facts on the internet to send to her other nerdy
friends. winnie though was sadly still at work and so her duties were now focused to helping customers and
cleaning the messes that those customers made. so with a large sigh she grabbed a bright yellow broom and
started sweeping the brown tiles once the floor cleaning up all dirt and other things that had lied on the
floor. after that chore was finished she whipped down the tables and booths that weren't being occupied by
human bodies. even after that and she once again stood behind the counter and another large sigh came from
her mouth and surely anyone that was listening would get annoyed by her constant huffs and sighs. not that
anyone was listening since the 'rush hour' had finished and dave left for home and now she was alone in the
small corner coffee shop.

winnie had sneaked onto her phone to defeat the mind blowing boredom and her nose was deep into an
article about outer space that she almost didn't hear the high pitched ring of the bell that indicated someone
either left or entered. quickly shutting her phone off she looked up to see who had entered. looking at the
male he didn't seem to look like the normal customers that ordered from their shop, meaning he didn't look
like he worked in business and sat in a cubicle all day. in fact the opposite, he wore many tattoos that were
covered up and down his arms and even one on his neck, and his dark chocolate hair was messily gelled into a
quiff. smiling she looked at him ready to say the words 'what would you like' like she did to every other
customer that walked through those double doors.

ooc: sorry about how bad this is :c

[Heda]

〚 A T T I C U S 〛
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Name Atticus Gulberry Hook
Group Villain
Crush Mostly Vivian and Malli but mostly all the girls
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location Coffee shop but heading to work
mood Tired, slightly frustrated
tags Vivian
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indentAs the meeting finished he would say goodbye to all with his same charming smile. Really the meeting was a waste of time in his eyes, they could of briefly talked about it over the form and then sign papers but no they had to have a 6 hour discussion on basically nothing. Once they left he'd check his watch, ah! It was almost lunch. Walking down the hallway he would open his glass office doors and call his dogs, walking into the little mini kitchen he had he would grab them their bowls and fill them with food before setting them down. Grabbing his coat he would smile as Stella walked in, "I am going out for lunch, could you take the dogs out 20 minutes after they eat?" His aunt would smile and nod, "Not too many treats understand?" She would laugh and shake her head, "I can't confirm or deny that question." he would laugh lightly and give her a quick kiss on the cheek before walking out of the office and stepping into the elevator and pressing the first floor.

As he got down the woman at the desk called him over, walking over to her with a light smile he would ask her what she needed.
"Your father sir, he wishes to speak with you sometime tomorrow about business." Atticus would sigh, even though his father was retired and had lung cancer the old man still acted like he ran the place every time him and Atticus met up. "Ok" he would say calmly before walking away and out the front door although he did have a slight annoyed look in his eyes. Walking to his car he'd unlock it, a little smug smile to his face as he got in. Looking at the time he would almost grin.

Driving to the building that was almost a few blocks away, he'd park and get out. He loved days like today....cold and he just loved the cold.
Walking into the building he would smile as he got to the main desk, the young woman would look up and he'd smile softly. "Hello dear, I am here to see Miss Rose. Could you call her down? It is very important and it just can't wait another minute." he would speak and play with the gold silver ring on his finger. Looking up he would sigh, "I really do like your hair, its beautiful." the girl would blush and in seconds she was on the phone call Miss Rose. 'Job well done Atticus Hook' He would chuckle to himself.

[Heda]

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Name Atticus Gulberry Hook
Group Villain
Crush Mostly Vivian and Malli but mostly all the girls
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location Coffee shop but heading to work
mood Tired, slightly frustrated
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indentEsmerlada would shoot up into bed. "M-my alarm didn't go off." she would almost scream in frustrations. Getting up quickly and jumping in the shower, it was a very quick shower and it was done in almost seconds. Jumping out she'd get into some jeans and a normal navy blue shirt, nothing flashy and she'd put her hair up into a tight bun.
Walking out to the kitchen her 7 year old brother would smile, "I got myself cereal!" He would explain to her in an excited voice, Esmeralda would smile slightly but look around at the mess he had made. "Great bud but next time lets keep the milk and corn flakes inside the bowl, k? Now lets get you dressed." He would nod and run to his room, walking into another smaller room she would pick up her youngest brother Caspian, just about a year old now. Rushing to change him she would ask her brother Thomas to bring her the cloths he wanted, as he brought it out she would smile as she finished changing Caspian. "How about you get some jeans with that? Now hurry hurry we don't have much time."
Getting the youngest dressed she would then help Thomas get dressed, which wasn't the easiest thing in the world. Getting his socks and shoes on she would grab the baby bag and set it by the door.

"What do you want for lunch!" she would call out to him, he would giggle and dash towards her. "CAKE!" he would yell making Caspian yell and giggle with him. "Ok sandwich it is." getting his lunch ready and packed she would rush out the door and mumble to herself how late she was. Getting them in their car seats she would get in the old car herself.

Dropping Thomas off at school she would give a smile but then she remembered something then she'd grumble, the other daycare that Caspian went to was closed cause it was under construction. Calling the baby sitter she would smile in relief.
"Miss Gillis! Could look after Caspian today well I am at work, that would be great if you could pick him up at my work place. Thanks." Driving to the coffee shop she would sigh as she parked the car, looking at her brother as she started to take him out she would smile. "You ready for this munchkin." the boy would giggle and she'd walk into the coffee shop. When she got in there her boss would frown. "I can explain!" he would wave her away and she'd sigh, at least he wasn't screaming at her. That was good....right?



((sorry its horrible but I'm so tired.))

[lilằc]

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⚔Male ⚔Villain ⚔Feeling: arrogant ⚔Tags: open
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"Yeah save your breath, honey. I know what I want" Caleb nonchalantly interrupted the girl's chance to speak as I walked over to the counter and rested his elbows on the hard wooden surface. He looked up at the board containing everything the coffee shop serves behind the girl. He shaked his head slightly and raised an eyebrow at not only the ridiculous names of coffees, but he's was a bit surprised at the prices. 'These idiots have got money to burn if a simple coffee costs nine dollars' He smirked at the thought before he finally spoke up. "I came here simply to get a bottle of water, now I could pay your idiotic amount or I could walk across the corner to get a gallon for the same price"
Caleb never liked to make things easy, especially for others.

Now he would be willing to pay, but he just wanted a little action. Nothing ever slings by him easy; he was always causing trouble solely for the sake of entertainment. Before the girl could reply, he raised a finger in the air. "That's not the point anyway, the real question is how did a girl like you end up in this dump?" He grinned slyly. He leaned in a little closer before he heard the manager start to walk in and instantly adjusted himself up. Running his hand through his hair, he looked back at the girl with a grin reading 'I'm just saying'. He felt the slight glare of the manager upon him and the tension in him as he smirked at the scene he created.

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⚔Female ⚔The Little Mermaid ⚔Feeling: Neutral ⚔Tags: open
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*Aria's rp in a wip*