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I never thought he’d die.
Ya dude same. there should have been plenty of time.
My father was like an unstoppable force. He was the life of the party, popular to the bone, full of life and zest. People loved him and he loved people. My father had this way of making you believe in magic, in that anything in the world was possible, and that you could be anything you wanted to be.
Same girl. exactly the same.
I don’t know what it is about redheads, but they can cast a dirty look like no one else.
They have no soul. duh. iykyk😂
So…Voldermorta?
Eyyy😂
He’s at least a foot taller than me, which makes him what, close to seven feet? And his hand is the size of my head, and I don’t think that’s because of the fancy metal gauntlets.
🔥🔥🔥
“Fuck you!” I snarl, and before he pulls the chain again, I fight back.
Bruh. you literally told him he could.🙄😂
Eternity? Since when did I agree to eternity?
Bruh he's a god.🤦🏻♀️😂
“Never trust the living. Never trust a God. And never trust a redhead.” He glances at me. “I’m afraid you’ve already done all three.”
Checks out.😂
“I have more questions,” I say. “You have a mask of the day. Why? You ugly or something?”
This bitch.😂😂😂
Finally, he says, “Basic bitch?”
😂😂😂
“Ah,” he says, slowly nodding. “I thought you meant you were not very adept at being a bitch, and I was going to say otherwise.”
😂😂😂😂
“I don’t blame you for taking your time,” Death muses with another wry smile, his eyes dancing in both levity and lust. “I often look at myself in the mirror that way.”
😂😂😂
That little speech shouldn’t turn me on but it does, heat flaring between my thighs. Apparently I’m a simp for power.
Same girl. same.
