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She would bop her on the back of her head with her boot.
"Exactly. I am getting a good reward once I bring you to. . .some old geezer."
She shrugs, squatting over her.
"I never thought you would fall for an obvious trap." https://t.co/ennGHsvSz8
"Have you not heard of 'fatal' love?
This will not end in a happily ever after. This is a tragic romance."
Was she really being serious about this? Or was this a twisted game to sate her boredom? She holds her hand out, sparks flickering from her hands.
"Love me, hate me." https://t.co/YibYpItlvr
"And you are exchanging brain cells for muscle mass and a new hair color." https://t.co/HfFND9JdZ2
". . .?"
Hm? Her? She pauses, pondering a moment if she was "orange hat". She was wearing a bandana, not a hat.
She turns to the voice calling her.
". . . what?" https://t.co/g45NdAwsN2