&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&Mɪʀᴏᴋᴜ Aᴍᴀɢɪ&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&[Tᴡᴇɴᴛʏ-Fᴏᴜʀ] | ["Tʜᴇ Cʀɪᴍsᴏɴ Dʀᴀɢᴏɴ"] | [Eᴀsᴛ Mᴀғɪᴀ Lᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] | [Sᴛᴀᴛus: Hᴇᴀʟᴛʜʏ] | [Iɴғᴏ] | [Cuʀʀᴇɴᴛ Lᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ:]
XXXXXWatching Delfina walk back into the Cafe slowly, a somewhat depressed look one her face as she slowly walked over to his table again. When she sat down and pushed her tea to the side he raised an eyebrow in confusion, knowing it was her favorite drink just made it weirder for her to do so.
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“God seemed to be having a hard time killing him, and he'd be damned if he was going to make the job easy for mere mortals.” -Asmodeus Fujimoto
