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//Muse is pouting and wants
zodion
[Sitting on couch with crossed legs and arms on her chest. With a pout on face too... maybe...]
Sugar, how come you always want to send the unwilling people to those naughty games and never consider me?
You have left me speechless. [Eyes her nails.]
Sugar, how come you always want to send the unwilling people to those naughty games and never consider me?
You have left me speechless. [Eyes her nails.]

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I don't think so, sweet. [Chuckle.]
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Hmmm... I think it would be quite satisfying for me.
[She scowls] But she doesn't know whether to send me or not.
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[He shrugs.] Anyway, if it's meant to be its meant to be.
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More then me anyways.
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[At least the horribly violent kind of parties.]