( you would be surprised, she doesn't say, cyanide-bitter at the edges. an annoying, mosquito-bite itch of a thought she can't help scratching: did vanya miss her once the ink on the annulment dried? she swats it dead, cleans up the corpse of that fantasy, then: )
cute flattery will save ur ass from wakin me up 😘 what's up
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flattery will save ur ass from wakin me up 😘
what's up