Funhouse Funhouse Funhouse
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△ “Hey, Mabel. I don’t mean to hold you up or anything while you’re cleaning, but have you been in my room by any chance?”
△ “Oh, I have! I made sure it was clean as a whistle before you came back!”
△ “Did you by any chance had thrown out my crumpled ball of paper that was sitting on my shelf?”
△”That…was trash, right?”
△ “Nooooooo, that was my favorite crumpled paper ball noooooo….”
△ “Oh! Uh….Reader, could you pardon me for a second? I just remembered I missed a spot! Somewhere!”
You quickly stop sulking and snap towards her.
△ “Oh yeah, sure.”
Mabel hurried away with trash digging intent. As unfamiliar as she was that, she wouldn’t have touched that paper ball if it was your favorite!
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