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[forgettingmenot]

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“ and look, now you’re limping around like a goddamn zombie.” Zatanna sighed as she looked at John, clearly injured on her door step. They had to stop meeting like this. “One Day I’m not going to be here to patch you up you know.” she sighed, looking down at the wound. “Demon?” she asked.