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calendar_today10-09-2019 01:35:41

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Myst would shrink into herself and used a free hand to mess with a strand or two of hair. โ€œ R-Right well I-I have something important I have to get to so uh c-could you let go? Like now? โ€œ

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The thud caused Myst to jump up and reach for whatever was closest to her, which was . . . Her pencil. She would then look at her nightstand and let out a small soft huff. โ€œ There is such thing as a door you heathen. โ€œ She then set the pencil back on her desk.

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Myst would roll her eyes as she kept her eyes on Charlie, she then crossed her arms over her chest. โ€œ Well next time use the damn door, alright? โ€œ A small huff. โ€œ I can find simple and fast ways to harm someone with an unsharpened pencil. โ€œ