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Drinking a little more, Hope chuckled, nodding at her. “I mean, I seem incredibly wound up, but I’m not a stranger to pulling pranks on people and acting out. It sounds like it would be amusing. Think you’d ever do it again? Or did you figure out what you wanted to with it all?”
❝ Only time will tell, Mikaelson. ❞ The witch shrugged raising her cup of whiskey back up to her lips. If she wasn’t careful she would be the drunken one who sought out her ex. ❝ You know, we should talk more. You aren’t completely a pain in the ass. ❞













