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did he just —— ?

sobeille straightened, the humor in her expression dwindling. she would have very much enjoyed each epithet he thought of - if only she mastered reading minds the way she mastered pissing strangers off.

good. the tension in her shoulders softened.

now, it was her time to be a t-r-o-l-l. i want you to count de sand. every grain on dis beach.

by the straightness of her face, it was impossible to tell if she was joking.