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charla put her weapons away and crossed her arms. “hmm—how do i know you aren’t lying? for all i know you’re just saying you’re drew so i won’t kill you. tell me something only the real drew would know.” she gave him a hard look, trying to remember his face. “i don’t know the face or even a phillip.”
“uh, there are a lot of things only i know, brug.” he look a second to think about what would convince her best. “the reason i can’t sing is because apollo cursed me. after some begging and offerings from you, he budged and made me super good at rapping, but he stood his ground on taking my singing talent.”














