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*snogs Josie mournfully and glares at Remiel* You'd better have a good reason for me not to vote for you tomorrow, mister
Ack! Oh, my sweet poet, Lord Mayerling. I have dragged you down with me! *guilt*
Worry not, my friend. We were hot.
I knew Moirae was innocent!Glad to see my instincts weren't completely wrong.
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