tiny-twin-pistol-patty said: "I can do that." Patty said, shoving you against the wall and smirking. "Tickle fight?"
"Good lords! Who are you and why is there physical contact between us!?"

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tiny-twin-pistol-patty said: "I can do that." Patty said, shoving you against the wall and smirking. "Tickle fight?"
"Good lords! Who are you and why is there physical contact between us!?"
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Padraig had was walking around DWMA looking for Liz as he was bored and wanted to hang out with her. He saw someone in her same style of clothes and assumed it was her.
"Hey Liz!" He yelled and walked over to her. He then tripped and fell on top of her. "L-Liz! I am sorry! I-" He suddenly heard giggles and he knew Liz didn't giggle like that. He then lifted his head and blushed as he was looking at her breasts but they seemed bigger, He then looked at the girl's face and his eye's widened as he blushed.
"Y-Your not Liz! W-Who are you?" He asked in a shy tone.
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I wonder what Patty's deal with giraffes are... does she hate or love them?
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Patty's eyes shot down. "M-maybe..." Her cheeks becoming more red by the second.
Uh... I don't really know what to say... we don't talk much...
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" Hey look! A lot of visits! Maybe some fans of Ol' Raven who traveled ta meet him!"
Hanran strolled down the halls of the DWMA. He had his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket. As Hanran walked he saw Patty. “Hey Princess, where you off to?"
tiny-twin-pistol-patty started following you:
She smiled at the unfamiliar girl. "Hello!" she said cheerily. "I'm Tifa," the brunette chimed, holding out her hand.