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“I see your usage of the word dipshit and raise you one, King Dipshit,” she said, before raising her keys to her face and blowing into a whistle that was hanging on the key ring. And it wasn’t just a whistle. It was the loudest, most high-pitched, most brain-scramblingly loud whistle I’d ever heard in my entire life.
Happily Never After
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