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hello all of you thank you for following me !! my name is carlos, my blog is currently overrun with pictures of centipedes im very sorry if you dont like them, but anyway i hope you are all having a nice night !
@askmissnightvale
He walked out the door eyeing the gorgeous women with some interest but that quickly faded as a small wave of paranoia overcame him. "Hello Miss what are you don't in my part of the world?" he politely smiled.
I'm a gonna call it quits here...
I owe askmissnightvale and smooth voice replies to the smutty thread. That is all, send me things to write! Good night my loves. Oh and also I owe smoothvoice a handwritten thing.
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"Hey, there Celeste. Last night was great and all, and I really hate to cut and run, but I had some things to take care. If you aren't too mad at me, maybe you can call and we'll meet up, ok? Spend a little time outside of bed?
XX Earl"
//Hello, Kevin. What is your relationship with your intern? How do you feel about them?
My interns? I love them, of course! It makes me so very happy to come in to work every morning and see their bright, shiny faces! I wouldn't know what to do without them sometimes-- especially Intern Vanessa! She's always such a tremendous help.
It makes me sad that we go through so many of them, though. StrexCorp really loves picking our little interns for their mandatory free vacation raffles! We get postcards and teeth from them from time to time, though, so they're always with us in our hearts and on the soundboard.
Celeste passes the sleeping figure on the ground. Upon closer inspection, she sees that it's Earl Harlan, a flower just beyond his reach. Thanks to her extensive and useless knowledge on Night Vale fairy tales, camp stories, and curses, she crouches down beside him and kisses him.
Earl didn't as much stir at the kiss. Instead he continued to lie there, trapped in an endless sleep.
