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✫ plops onto your lap

SEND A ✫ AND I WILL GENERATE A NUMBER FOR WHAT MY MUSE SAYS TO YOURS.

     ❝Have you been selling guns to bad people?❞

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     It was late in the afternoon when An decided to go for a walk. The sun was already beginning to set, but it didn’t deter the woman’s actions. She sat on the curb waiting as a little dog padded up to her feet, his tail wagging wildly. He was a warm, fuzzy little thing. She laughed a little when he’d pressed his nose on the leash in her hand. It’d been a while since they’d all gone out, and he was getting a little impatient.

     “We still have to wait, Inumaru.”