“Fiiiiiiine” came on a long-drawn sigh and a pout, with a flourish of her rolling eyes as she grabbed more stones. Why couldn’t they have a little relish, a little fun, a little chaos at the end? Just because it might have been a pain in the ass afterwards didn’t make it any less enjoyable (Melita logic).
Muttering to herself and wondering if she could have the power of levitation later on down the line simply because it seemed fuckin neat, she walked across the bridge and began placing stones upon the ground. Though tempted to be a shit again, she figured she should kinda sorta behave with the last leg of their sojourn.
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Melita places rocks!
Muttering to herself and wondering if she could have the power of levitation later on down the line simply because it seemed fuckin neat, she walked across the bridge and began placing stones upon the ground. Though tempted to be a shit again, she figured she should kinda sorta behave with the last leg of their sojourn.
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Melita places rocks!
melita
then I became the fire
