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Send me a ✺ for my muse’s reaction to yours knocking on their door in the middle of the night
Again, Alakazam was the one who decided to open the door. Inside, the sounds of two people arguing could be heard. It wouldn’t be an elaborate meeting with papers streaming from either side, and a stereotypically dark and angsty atmosphere that would suit either of the room’s current inhabitants.
No, the light was simply busted, and the psychic and ninja were discussing on how to replace the light bulb. Apparently neither of them weren’t all that great with technology.




