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I wanted to know why he was looking at me like I could shit gold eggs. He rested a hand over his heart, bowing, and the only thought in my head was please don’t say I’m their messiah—saving the world and shit was even less desirable than being abducted by aliens.
“You have no job,” she stated, shifting in her seat as I waited for the other shoe to drop. “You are the Great Leader’s mate.” And there it was. The other shoe. The whole fucking wardrobe.
