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A knock on the door was given hard enough to be heard but not with any of her real strength, hoping Optimus was awake. Within her left hand held a bundle of flowers, just a small gift to start the night. As she waited, for an answer to the knock.
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At the front door, a ring of fire would forge itself upon the ground. A singular hand bursting through as the daughter of Lucifer began to pull herself through. Inevitably she would fully do so, her hand running through golden locks.
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