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The Toshpot's Bloody Birthday For a moment I thought I was getting off easy. No contatc — Even verbal — Would make my day so much easier... But... Sadly — And I knew he regretted it too — His eyes landed on me. "Oh... Emma." he frowned. |
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What the duck, James?! "Shaw?" he said quietly. I cautiously slid off, and glared at him with as much hate as I could muster, reluctantly handing him the broom. He nearly snatched it back and looked at me in disgust. More disgust than I thought one person could feel towards another. |
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Flowers for the Tosh. I fell onto the cobble stone ground, feeling surprised at the hands landing on my chest... Thank Merlin they didn't touch my hooters. I'd die. |
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