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“I swear you’re going to owe me so badly after this,” he grumbled, taking a sharp breath inwards before finally slipping the paper underneath the spider, keeping it encased by the glass. It flailed a little and Charles let out an uncomfortable whine, “It’s moving, Marie. It’s moving.”
"I know, I know, you can have like a bazillion favours after this. I promise- just.. get it out of here." She spoke, her voice becoming higher as she reached the end of her sentence. She peered up at the other and ushered for him to quickly move down the ladders now that the spider was trapped. "It's moving, but it can't get out. Now quickly- put it out the door so we can have this over and done with."












