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the minute that the blonde spoke dani put all the pieces together and could feel her heart almost beating out of her chest. everything checked out, and hearing her voice was the cherry on top. it was jordan and she couldnât believe that she was doing something like this. where the two of them had finally parted ways, the distance was a big factor as well as the individuals who she started to hang around. who knew if they had a hand in her working here, she wouldnât be too surprised if they did. âohâŠâ dani said as she slowly put her cash back in her pocket and gave her a little nod of her head. girls were getting switched around and her friends were begging her to take a shot with them which was when she noticed the blonde sneak out. she took a quick drink before excusing herself and going to at least try to find out where she went. she pushed the door open from the private room that they were in an caught sight of the blonde, trying her best not to run right at her. she had no idea what her goal was doing any of this, maybe to just see her again but she had to do something.Â
âhey!â she said as she got a bit closer, sighing to herself when she didnât see the blonde stop. it wasnât until they were in a less crowded part of the club that she stopped and crossed her arms over her chest. âjordan.â maybe that would at least get her to stop. thankfully there werenât many people around since she knew addressing her as something other than whatever they were supposed to call her upstairs was not allowed. âcan you stop for two seconds?âÂ
the space was crowded and it should have been easy to shake dani off by just causally letting herself get lost in the crowd or escaping into another room to serve another client that she asked to, yet the brunette seemed so persistent that jordan just canât keep seem to shake her off. when she heard her voice again, there was an audible sigh that escaped her lips as she continued walking, pretending that she wasnât in fact who the female was looking for. in this space, she wasnât jordan. she was whoever her client wanted to be; if they wanted her to be their exes, she will be their exes, if she wanted them to be someone they were cheating with in their fantasy, then she is that. she simply wasnât jordan or the person dani thinks she once knew anymore. the latter being more of a fact than she really cared to admit out loud to herself or anyone.Â
however, it was by nature that her feet would stop â even if it was just for a brief second â when her name was called, and all she hoped was that the brunette didnât notice. in the dim light of the dance floor, jordan found herself letting out a grunt as she turned at last to face the brunette. her face only ever so visible when the colour light race would bounce against her face. âi told you. for the millionth time. iâm not jordan.â she finds herself yelling over the loud music. âi donât know who you are or why youâre following me but... if you keep doing so, iâll call security to ban you from here.â she sighs, running a hand through her locks. âunless youâre going to pay for my services, iâm not who youâre looking for. got it?â
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       âiâm not being sensitive,â colette weakly argued, faltering when dawn moved even closer to her - her breath now fanning coletteâs cheek. âi am not! this is just the worst place to be saying things like ⊠things like that,â colette nearly exclaimed. if someone hadnât heard dawn by now, well ⊠it was truly a miracle at this point. âyou did?â colette asks, despite knowing that dawn had been reaching out to her. it wasnât for the reasons that dawn was assuming but it did look bad. âno, you are not a joke to me. i was just busy! i have a show coming up and i really didnât have the time to get back to you.â and then there was the fact that colette purposely distanced herself so she could figure out whatever weird feelings were brewing inside of her because of her and dawnâs situationship. âyou know what? youâve clearly had enough so iâm taking you home. we can talk about this all you want when youâre well rested and sober.â colette grabs dawnâs hand, praying she wouldnât put up much of a fight.
dawn made little to no protest when colette began pulling her away from the crowd. honestly, she didnât even have a single clue where they were going, but somehow her mind had convinced her that wherever they were going, it was going to be better than this shitty gathering she had forced herself to attend so she agreed. the only protest the woman âtriedâ making was with a whine that escaped her lips when she was being grabbed. âwhy is it the worst place?â dawn asked annoyed by the other. âeveryone has sex. what are you? a nun, or did you take a vow of celibacy that no one knew about?â well, if colette did, she wanted to know now because whatever was up with her was something dawn simply couldnât wrap around. at the mention of only speaking when she was sober was when dawn started picking a problem with the other woman. hand tugging against the other trying to free herself as she started pushing the other away. her protest made clear through the sounds she was making. âwhy can we only talk when iâm well rested and sober?â her tone mocking the other woman. âwhy canât we talk now? what if you run away again huh?â she paused for a moment. the silence in that moment holding a sinister energy between the two of them as dawn took a shockingly confident, though clumsy, step forward towards colette. the tone of her voice matching that of her action, and for a moment she was almost too charismatic to the the dawn that they both knew. âdo you want me to show up at your work place to ask if you want to fuck?â arms coming to pin the woman against her own car. her head offering a slight tilt at her words. âis that what youâre into now?â
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SEND ME đ€ + A SHIP AND IâLL TELL YOU⊠  [  VOL. 3  ]
feel free to elaborate as much as possible !
Who cooks meals for the other?
Who spams the other with memes?Â
Who likes to tidy around the house?
Who likes to play pranks on the other?
Who asked the other to move in with them?
Who is in charge of the music during a car ride?
Who is more likely to tickle the other mercilessly?
Who needs to hold the other during scary movies?
Who has to help the other when it comes to technology?
Who likes to get a bit frisky in public / an inappropriate setting?
Who wakes up first, and do they wake up the other or let them rest?
Who is always taking pictures of the other when they arenât looking?
Who always forgets their wallet and never ends up paying for anything?
Who canât sleep because the other snores or moves too much at night?
Who is better at video games, and do they let the other win or show no mercy?
Who always gets up in the middle of the night to use the restroom and accidentally wakes up the other?
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the last place dani wanted to be at was a strip club, but it was one of her friendâs bachelorette parties and she knew she just couldnât say no. this was her first night out in a while, after staying that extra year in school to finish her masters and finally landing her dream job, her head had been so in her work that she didnât really have the time to focus on anything else. was she a bit jealous of the people around her getting married yes, honestly she thought thatâs where her and jordan would be at, settling down and trying to figure things out but that was the furthest possible thing. as she settled into her seat, she tried her best to pass on every lap dance her friends tried to pressure her into and finally couldnât say no and just sat back and let everything happen. what she didnât understand was why she was trying so hard to block her face as she danced but dani just tried her best not to be a stick in the mud and have a bit of fun with her friends.Â
her friends cheered her on and all she could do was hope that eventually they would get distracted by something else. it wasnât until she looked up and just so happened to catch a small glimpse of their face that for a moment she swore that she saw jordan. she had âseenâ jordan a bit throughout the city, almost every blonde could have been her and it made her heart skip a beat so she just assumed thatâs what this was as well, but it seemed a bit too similar. her stature, what she could see of her face, the closer she got the more she tried to study her, which just encouraged her friends to cheer her on. when the dance was finally done, dani held out a couple of bills but tried to make it so the blonde would have to look at her. â⊠uh, here. i just⊠kinda give this to you, right?âÂ
a soft âohâ was all that escaped her lips as she glanced at the otherâs hand. jordan wasnât stupid. she knew what dani was trying to do by handing her the cash. she really didnât have to. this wasnât a public show, and she wasnât performing to everyone. the group had booked the girls that showed up to perform. everything was fixed, but the issue lied in the fact that jordan did in fact need the extra cash. it could go along way; maybe even save her a shift the next morning at that stupid gas stop restaurant she hates to work at so much since it was so far away. however, her pride was stronger than her needs sometimes, and now was just one of those instance. âyou... donât have to pay. you know that right? itâs all in the package.â she muttered, still avoiding eye contact with the other as she spoke. her back facing more towards her than anything else. âor... you could indicate it as a tip, but we only accept it through electronic payment. no cash in this case.â that was her lie, but the thought of having just that extra bit of cash was still nagging away in her mind.Â
after saying all of that, jordan did what she knew best: escape. she did her job so theoretically there was nothing wrong with that, but there was still a fear that the customers might complain and she wasnât exactly keen on getting her pay taken away because of that. still, maybe a breather was needed after how rapidly her heart was thumping away in her chest from the close encounter with dani. slipping away was the easy part, all she hoped was that dani hadnât noticed.
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you see, the thing with this whole mess they found themselves in, werenât supposed to happen. the break up was supposed to be the end. the break up was the end. yet here jordan was â hiding her face from one particular person in the crowd while she did her job. was a it a fancy job? of course, it wasnât. was it lowly? she would argue it wasnât either. it just wasnât for everyone so why did looking into daniâs eyes â dressed in this skimpy outfit, prepared to offer what she was going to â make her feel like the largest disappointment there was a planet earth? she tried sweeping her feelings under her rug â just like she did with everything else in her life that didnât work out â but it was easier said and done when they were mere inches away from each other. it was only a matter of time before she had to come face to face with the other, and thank the lord ( though she didnât believe there was one ) for how dimly lit this shabby place was.Â
to avoid the otherâs possible eye contact, jordan stood all the way at the other end. the opposite site of wherever dani was seated. it wouldnât ensure that they wonât meet per se, but it would buy her time. maybe if she was lucky enough, someone between them would take a liking to her then she wouldnât have to go any closer and could just stay beside a new stranger for the night but she should have known better. life never works out the way she wants it to, and here she was, face to face with dani. her ass shaking as she gave her a lap dance while trying her best to block her face from the brunetteâs vision. how embarrassing is this. / for @heroexxsâ
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        if colette was in a much better mood, she wouldâve found dawnâs little grin to actually be cute. but she was still annoyed over the fact that dawn was bringing all of this up now out of all times. âgod, youâre so tipsy. i shouldâve made sure you didnât drink a thing tonight,â colette frowned. she rarely ever encountered a drunk dawn so this one was a first for the designer. âiâm not embarrassed about you,â colette sighs, features softening at the implication, âi just like to keep my personal life and public life very separate. i donât need everyone in my business. besides, we havenât even put a label on what we are so it shouldnât matter.â but it obviously did to dawn. colette wondered if this was all getting to be too much for dawn. what if dawn wanted more from their physical relationship? could colette even handle that? âdawn!â colette hissed, hoping no one had heard the last part. âyou canât say that in public! if you want to act all dirty, at least wait until we leave.â she doesnât know whatâs gotten into dawn but colette could feel her cheeks heat up at dawnâs words. âthat canât be the big announcement you had for me, is it?â
maybe colette should have. then again, dawn wasnât her responsibility. they came separately â as two individuals â that somehow found themselves drawn to each other as the night processes. it was her own fault that she was this drunk to begin with. then again, dawn didnât necessarily see it as a bad thing â not in the present at least. âwhy are you so sensitive about things that already happened?â dawn found herself asking the other. brows furrowing in confusion as she leaned closer to colette. her breathe brushing against the face of the other as she narrowed her eyes. âyouâre acting as if you hated it when my head was between your legs, which you definitely didnât because you were moaning like a little bitch and...â her voice drifting as she felt a hiccup come up and escape her lips. âand your hand was all tangled in my hair... and you were basically shoving me into your crotch.â her shoulders shrugged rather causally as she pulled herself away. arms crossed before her chest as she leaned against the wall that held support for her body weight, trying desperately almost to look cooler than she actually was or felt on the inside. âmaybe that is my big announcement,â dawn answers rebelliously. âyou havenât contacted me in weeks, and i tried texting... calling you, and you donât even pick up, or reply!â was she upset about that? obviously, she was. âam i a joke to you, colette?â
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     colette shouldâve known that her high school reunion would be an awkward one. sheâd have to confront her past along with both the embarrassing and uncomfortable memories. one of them was in the form of dawn, her ⊠colette had no idea what to call her. the two were former friends with benefits with a complicated history. although colette felt strongly towards dawn, she prioritized her career and decided to focus on that more than a potential relationship. as a result, colette distanced herself from dawn but they had no choice but to be in the same quarters. even if it was for the sake of this reunion. although colette had tried to keep her distance throughout the night, the two still ended up alone - dawnâs gaze burning holes into her skin. finally, colette turned to look at dawn when she moved closer - still staring at her desperately. colette finally gave in, even if she was worried about regretting it later. âcan you not mention that right now?â colette hissed, glancing around the room before back at dawn. âwhy do you want me to pay so much attention to you? do you have something you need to tell me?â colette wasnât ashamed of dawn, although it might seem that way. as a highly famous fashion designer, colette needed to keep her personal business out of the public. that included dawn.
her question hit her like a pang right in the chest, and to say dawn was taken aback by that was an understatement. however, she wonât lie, she did enjoy the fact that the other woman was speaking to her â even if it seemed reluctantly, unwilling and forced by their circumstances. âaha! youâre speak to me!â she grins happily at the other. cheeks clearly rosy from how much she drank; tipsy was maybe an understatement at this point as a smirk tug at the corner of her lips and lingered there when she nudge the otherâs hip with her elbow cheekily. âwhy?â she couldnât help but provoke the other, as if trying to get some kind of reaction out of the other for the fun of it. âare you embarrassed by the fact that we slept together?â a single brow raised at the other. her body turning towards her as she leaned closer. a sort of child-like playfulness in her petite figure with that lingering cheeky smile on her lips. âeven if youâre, itâs still a fact, and... you canât change that.â that much was truth at least in whatever they were. they slept together â more than once too â and colette liked it from what dawn remembered. she contemplated the otherâs question as her index finger drawing idle circles into the red cup in her hands. a soft hum escaping her lips. their faces a little too close to be strangers, but too far to be lovers as she whispered just loud enough for the other to hear, âmaybe i just like having your attention... and your fingers in me.â oh, how crude for the demure women that dawn has branded herself as. she probably was going to regret this when she sobered up, but it was too late to go back now.
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open to: females
plot: dawn and your muse are exes with a complicated history that stems all the way back to their college days. the repeatedly on-and-off relationship results in an unspeakable sexual and romantic tension as they meet again during a high school reunion. things really shouldnât be this hard for two people who claim to be âamicableâ but are they really, or is there something more that still lingers?
connection: exes / friend with benefits / something between friends and something slightly more (basically anything along those lines)
muse: dawn parkinson - old money inheritor that is probably too kind for her own good, and is in general, an overall very awkward human being. also probably the most avid â but lousiest â plant mom youâll ever know.
see, this was the catch. dawn wasnât usually the type to approach the other first nor would she be the one making the first move; she enjoyed standing by the side lines, looking at people, observing them and waiting to be cued in. she wasnât necessarily the best in social situations and she got that. from a young age, she has always been this awkward. media training didnât help either when she was mostly petrified by the slightest of things, but yet here she was. standing beside them, head facing their direction with wide doe-liked eyes staring at them as if waiting so depserately for the other shoe to fall. for the other to just say anything at all, yet somehow she found herself, slightly tipsy, doing something she usually doesnât do in any situation â social or not. âi donât usually do this,â she mumbles under her breathe as she just scooch a little closer to the other. fingers all nervously wrapped around a half-filled red cup. âare we just going to pretend that we donât know each other the whole night? i literally know how you look under what youâre wearing.â she mutters, staring at the other way too long for this to be comfortable for either. âare you just going to keep ignoring me?â
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a little announcement: hi, iâll be relaunching my blogs and starting new thread soon so if you guys are keen on interacting⊠or writing something, feel free to like this post! iâll reach out to you guys once, i get through rearranging things around here (eg. cleaning up the amount of muses iâve gather, getting a new theme, relooking at my rules etc.) aside from my threads with @heroexxs, i probably wonât be keeping the rest so please like it if we used to have threads and you want to get something new started!
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a little announcement: hi, iâll be relaunching my blogs and starting new thread soon so if you guys are keen on interacting⊠or writing something, feel free to like this post! iâll reach out to you guys once, i get through rearranging things around here (eg. cleaning up the amount of muses iâve gather, getting a new theme, relooking at my rules etc.) aside from my threads with @heroexxs, i probably wonât be keeping the rest so please like it if we used to have threads and you want to get something new started!
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a little announcement: hi, iâll be relaunching my blogs and starting new thread soon so if you guys are keen on interacting... or writing something, feel free to like this post! iâll reach out to you guys once, i get through rearranging things around here (eg. cleaning up the amount of muses iâve gather, getting a new theme, relooking at my rules etc.) aside from my threads with @heroexxs, i probably wonât be keeping the rest so please like it if we used to have threads and you want to get something new started!
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Send me a đ for my museâs reaction to your muse sliding their hand up mineâs thigh. Alternatively, send me đ + for my muse to slide their hand up your museâs thigh.
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I AM NOT DEAD! I AM BACK!
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sarah got a bit too excited when she heard a genuine moan come from diane and she quickly picked her head up with a smile on her face just to be praised a bit. âreally? thatâs better? oh, iâm sorry oh my goshâŠâ she could feel her cheeks go red since she noticed that she had stopped completely and left diane hanging a bit. she couldnât help herself since she was all that excited just to get a bit of a seal of approval from her that she was doing everything right. all she had to do was take her time and most importantly live in the moment. she could see it in dianeâs eyes that she would be more than happy to take her time and show her correctly and like she said, they had all night. as she went back down to settle in between her legs, she picked up where she left off and continued to move her tongue against her core. her movements were slow and a bit more calculated than before, trying to remember which way she moved her tongue to make her moan like that. the more she squeezed her hand, the more she assumed that she was doing everything correctly, which made her feel like she was over the moon. she did have to admit that the tugging on her hair and the way she was massaging her scalp did make her feel good as well and she got a bit lost in the moment as she continued to move her tongue slowly and in every direction that she could to make her feel great again. as she pulled back a bit again so she could catch her breath, she looked up at her and gave her another little smile. âalright can i try something else out? you tell me if itâs not working or not, okay?â the last thing she wanted to do was do it unexpectedly and have diane not be alright with it. as she leaned in again so she was moving her tongue against her core, she moved her thumb close to her clit before slowly starting to make circular movements. hopefully she was doing it correctly and she knew that if she wasnât then diane would let her know. âtoo much?â she said with a little tilt of her head, seeing if she should continue or not.Â
sarah was like an overexcited little puppy when it came to their in bed activity, and with each passing second, that was made clearer and clearer. just look at how excited she was when diane did so much as let out a genuine moan; what is sarah going to do when her back start arching from the pleasure or if she starts screaming for her to do more? she could only imagine how enthusiastic and overwhelm the other would feel. however, it wasnât like the blonde didnât deal with kids were were equally, if not, more excited in her classes. gently, she would guide the otherâs head back down while nodding at her before a soft chuckle would slip her lips. gosh, did sarah know how adorable she looked like this? sure, that shouldnât be the word she was using to describe her girlfriend while she was eating her out, but that was all diane could think of to describe her girlfriend whenever she looked down at her lapping away so excitedly. it was like sarah had just found the gifts santa left on christmas morning, or even better found out her shift got moved and she didnât have to go to work. when the other stopped to speak, dianeâs hand almost moved faster than her mind could as she instinctively tried to guide sarah back down. this was just getting good and, while she wasnât as close as she hoped she would be to a climax, she was steadily getting there. it wasnât till she heard the other speak did she pause. her brows furrowing at the other with a slight tilt of her head. clearly, sarah has caught her attention. â... what are you thinking?â she finds herself asking, cautious and curious. sarah had just learned to eat her out and was yet to perfect it but here she was suggesting doing something else? the blonde couldnât help but be wondering if this was a good idea. they had all the time in the world to explore each otherâs kinks and try things out right? it didnât have to be now... however, dianeâs concern would all be quickly answered when sarah got back down. her actions had taken her unexpectedly as a sharp gasp escaped the blondeâs lips. when sarah said she wanted to try something, diane was not expecting this. her hips would buckle suddenly as a loud, and rather surprised, moan escaped her lips. it was so loud that her cheeks were turning bright red and her hands had retracted from the other to cover her face. sarah had found her weak spot, and gosh, was she embarrassed by how good the other was somehow at doing that. âwho taught you this? are you sure you have never touched a girl before?â she asked, teasing the other as she allowed her eyelids to flutter shut and her body to fully sink into the softness and comfort of the bed. âor did you learn this from touching yourself, hm? do you touch yourself... and do you think of me when you do it?â
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âalright, whatever you want to do.â dani said with a little shrug as she continued to poke at her food. what made her a bit nervous was her bringing up them being friends. dani knew that the two of them were crossing that line of being friends, they were just being more than friends moments ago when they were laying in bed holding one another, sharing kisses every now and then. at the end of the day she knew they couldnât just be friends but she didnât know if that was a conversation that jordan was ready to have. as she pushed her hair out of her face, she gave her another smile and let a happy sigh slip her lips. âwe havenât been out in a while, youâre right itâs a good idea. you could use some fresh air, right?â once the two of them had finished up with their breakfast, she put their plates in the sink, knowing that they could clean them up a bit later when they came back. she got changed quickly before pulling her hair back and away from her face and slipping her shoes on. âalright how about we head to the park first, have you get some air and some sun. bring your sketchbook, why not.â she said with a little shrug of her shoulders. there were so many things that the two of them hadnât done in forever, especially jordan. who knew the last time she was able to sketch something, or ride her bike so hopefully dani could start getting things back to normal. they needed things to get to the way that they were or at least get jordan back into her habits that she loved. hopefully sheâd be able to get in the right mindspace with everything. as she gave her a smile and waited for her to get ready as well, she went to go check the time on everything and sighed happily. âalright, weâll bike there, if of course you remember how toâŠâ she teased as she gave her a nudge and just walk around. we can go to that ice cream place later, but only if youâre good.â the brunette teased as she grabbed her things and went to head out the door. there were a couple of city bikes outside and after swiping her card so they could sign them out, she got comfortable on one before motioning her to follow her so they could start heading to the park. âwant to go first and i follow? donât tell me weâll have to get one of those bikes with the two eaters on it.â she said with another laugh as she started pedaling, but making sure that she wasnât going too fast and leaving jordan behind. finally things were starting to feel like they were back in high school. the two of them riding around without a care in the world, just having fun and letting their hair down. thatâs really all she wanted and hopefully things could stay like this. âi could get you a little basket to sit in the front of this.â she teased again before chuckling to herself. âbut câmon. let me know if iâm going too fast i can slow down, just make sure iâm not getting hit by anyone.â
jordan wasnât all that responsive to daniâs plans but she gave the brunette enough to acknowledge her plans. it sounded good in her head, and the blonde was far too into the text conversation on her phone to really want to use her brain to plan out this dateâ or whatever they preferred to called it.the blonde would continue to lack behind a little as they continued cycling to the park. pausing and slowing down ever so often each time she felt a vibration in her pocket; elliot was going off a party, spewing sweet nothing through his text messages again and it was working exactly as they both knew it was. jordan was fallingâ maybe not for him, but for the feeling that he had arise in her. it was the same with dani. at this point, the blonde wasnât sure if she was in love with either as much as she could say she was in love with the feeling they both bought her. she liked being appreciated, she liked being loved, and both of them gave her that. weighing it out in her head, she knew if she wanted to keep having this drug called love, elliot seemed like the better option. there wouldnât be the distance between them that dani and her had and he could stay with her, come over whenever, but deep down, she knew that he was never going to stay fully with her the way dani did. it was complicated to be stuck in such a situation; she couldnât tell anyone about it because of the judgement and the things they would say. maybe, in their eyes, there was even a right answer to all of this. when they finally arrived at the park, jordan was the first to hopped off. her little black bag pack with her art materials bouncing with each of her step as she reached for daniâs hand. her phone still going off; buzzing every now and then. âyou know how we were always fighting when you came over?â she asked as she continued walking forward with her back facing the brunette. âi didnât get to tell you this little corner i found in the park that i thought you would like.â head finally turning to the brunette as she greeted her with a smile. âi saw some little ducklings there once, with their mom of course, and i thought about... you and how much you would have love to have seen it.â she chuckles, thinking back. things could have been that easy; she just had to complicate it. typical jordan behaviour she guessed. âi canât guarantee there will be ducklings again but i can guarantee that there wonât be many people there. all you have to do is follow me!â
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