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wh-where did my elizabeth muse go 

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i got nothing done today;;;;

tomorrow

for sure, i'll get to those replies

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well, got bored with league 

time to get to replying~ 

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gonna go play a few LoL matches~~

i shall reply to everything once i'm done

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and so i have awoken~

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gonna go sleep now

goodnight~!

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            “You know whats always nice? Ice cream.”

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""

18. Can we get a dog?

            “Booker. Booker, there’s—There’s something we absolutely need to get.” Sky blue irises were focused on the male, they were filled with some sort of…determination. “We need to get a dog! They’re just so cute and adorable. I’ve seen them in books and what not, they’re supposed to be er, man’s best friend, was it? So, how about it? Can we get a dog? Pleeeaaaase?” She was practically pleading to get a dog at this point.

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yooo! 'sup?

Outofammo//

Hullo :3

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            “Mhmm! Ah, well, alright. Hmm…Well, is there anything you’d like to do today? I’ve been a bit bored lately—So there has to be something you have in mind to do, correct?”

"Ah, yes it is… You can call me Booker you know."

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           Well, this was a first time hearing a name like that—It wasn’t anything bad, more of, er…unique; Ah, whatever, it didn’t matter—It was just a name she’d have to remember.

          “Indeed, it is. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Izaya.”

             His face relaxed as the need to keep his eyes open ceased. If he carried eye drops with him he probably would have used them then.            ”Elizabeth, hmm? Quite an English name, isn’t it? As for myself,              you can call me Izaya.”

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falseshepherdofthelamb has appeared;

          “Ah, Mr.DeWitt, isn’t it a fine evening?”

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            Well, it was about that time her eyes began to stung and she blinked—Oh well. Staring contests were fun—well, sorta fun. Depended on the situation. People had different answers on why they would want to.

          “Er, I’m Elizabeth—aaand…you are?”

              He continued to stare, his blank expression giving way to one of mild curiosity. He couldn’t really think of any reason you’d want to start a staring contest, nor why you would want to participate in one.               Yet here he was.

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b-bugs are scary;;

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          Seemed he decided to participate in her staring competition; she wasn't planing on losing--even though she did have a limit as to how long she could keep her eyes open. Well, all people do anyway.

              “…”                       He’s not overly interested, but he can’t back down either.

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someone should chat with me-

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Leave pickup lines in my ask box

See if you can charm my muse