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someone else . . . You can't die before I kill you, you dirty snake .β β
β β β β She scoffed and leaned her face closer, her masked face now inches away from Harlequin's, golden eyes looking into those green ones . . . Her annoyance mixed with something else . . .
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β β β β Frowning at her words, Pierrette would growl in annoyance and grip the collar of the green costume tighter, brining the green jester closer .
β β ββ I would rather die than have to watch someone stab you like that, and watch you bleed at the hands of
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β β β β Pierrette's golden eyes wavered, glistened in the dark at the memory and the painful encounter . . . When she first snapped at Harlequin .
β β ββ Now everytime I look at you . . . I have an urge to just stab you until you bleed . . .β β
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β β β β The red jester would bare her teeth at the green one at the cruel reminder of their past . . . When they used to get along, when they used to be friends . . .
β β β β Before he ruined it all .
β β ββ And you said you would never hurt her .β β
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β β β ββ You sly snake . . . I won't ever get that close to you .β β
β β β β β She cursed, but deep down she was a virgin, so she was completely inexperienced . . . She masked it by pretending to be angry at him like always .
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β β β β β Her golden eyes open wide at his bold request, frowning and letting out a soft scoff at his arrogance .
β β β β β Stepping closer, she'd grab his collar and tug him closer, looking at him with wide eyes . And yet, a faint blush spread across her mask .
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β β β β β What a twisted person Pierrette was . . . To think she'd seethe with rage and jealousy at the sight of someone else stabbing him, instead of feeling worried for his safety . . .
β β β β β Only she gets to hurt him like that . Only she does .
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β β β β Una pena~. . .
β β β β Ya que ella no se defiende de los humanos que la tratan mal en la ciudad, la menor debe recibir puΓ±aladas por ella al protegerla.β
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β β β β Golden eyes look left then right, before stepping closer and lifting the dagger close to his shoulder, frowning while leaning closer .
β β ββ Harlequin .β β
β β β β She spoke in her raspy but quiet tone, frowning in annoyance . No one was around, but she wanted
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β β β β Ella ya estΓ‘ sonriendo, emitiendo una burla de por medio.
β β β β PalmeΓ³ uno de sus hombros, indicando que podΓa apuΓ±alar allΓ.
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he should call her as .
β β β β While she spoke to him, she'd look over his frame, wondering if they were the same when it comes to behaviour as well . . . Was he also shy, quiet, with obsessive tendencies, and . . . A virgin ? Was he also teased by Harlequin constantly ?
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β β β β He confirmed all her thoughts . . . Everything about them was the same, except . . . Well, their genders .
β β β β Her golden eyes move up to look his way as he stepped back, and she began to wonder how they should address each other . . .
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It would be awkward for them to have the same name, after all .
β β ββ . . . You may call me Pierrette .β β
β β β β It made more sense that way . Her role was that of a pierrot, but she was a female . . . And that way, he won't have to be confused about what
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β β β β β . . . She's taking out a dagger strapped to her hip .
β β β β β And yet, she didn't say no, despite her annoyed expression .
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