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—— S C R E E C H ——

[ᶠˡᵃʸᵉʳ @YourFlayedMind]

——ᴛʜᴇ fʟᴀʏᴇʀ ʜᴀs ᴀ fᴀᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴀ sɪɴ——

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M i n d F l a y e r

[ᶠˡᵃʸᵉʳ @YourFlayedMind]

@DamnGoodSteve Tony mumbled something, but nothing coherent and wiggled in a bit tighter.

[ᶠˡᵃʸᵉʳ @YourFlayedMind]

Drops himself on @DamnGoodSteve.

[ᶠˡᵃʸᵉʳ @YourFlayedMind]

“Sounds like a challenge.”

[ᶠˡᵃʸᵉʳ @YourFlayedMind]

Slithering his way over to the Harrington house.

[ᶠˡᵃʸᵉʳ @YourFlayedMind]

H I S S—

[ᶠˡᵃʸᵉʳ @YourFlayedMind]

“Someone say possessed?”

[ᶠˡᵃʸᵉʳ @YourFlayedMind]

“I wasn’t aware I was the giver of attention.”

[ᶠˡᵃʸᵉʳ @YourFlayedMind]

“I haven’t ate any hair gel in forever, thank you very much.”

[ᶠˡᵃʸᵉʳ @YourFlayedMind]

“Hate is still love.”

[ᶠˡᵃʸᵉʳ @YourFlayedMind]

“He’d never do that. He loves me.”

[ᶠˡᵃʸᵉʳ @YourFlayedMind]

“Don’t threaten me with a good time.”

[ᶠˡᵃʸᵉʳ @YourFlayedMind]

“Make me.”

[ᶠˡᵃʸᵉʳ @YourFlayedMind]

“Pft- you call that a screech?”

[ᶠˡᵃʸᵉʳ @YourFlayedMind]

@DamnGoodSteve “Just admit it, Stevie~ you missed me playing with your hair.”

[ᶠˡᵃʸᵉʳ @YourFlayedMind]

Chomps @DamnGoodSteve.

[ᶠˡᵃʸᵉʳ @YourFlayedMind]

@DamnGoodSteve He grins and slithers up to him a little closer.

“Have you missed me?”

[ᶠˡᵃʸᵉʳ @YourFlayedMind]

“Mindy!”

[ᶠˡᵃʸᵉʳ @YourFlayedMind]

@DamnGoodSteve Well— that’s something?

Tony will count himself lucky that the newspaper hasn’t found him.

[ᶠˡᵃʸᵉʳ @YourFlayedMind]

“Nah. I rather have shortcake....”