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February 18, 2014
Panya
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(It’s a high school dance, and my muse is standing off outside waiting for their date that ditched them. How does your muse react to this?) Percival walks up to Summer with his hands folded behind his back, head ducked low. “Do you want to dance? I really like this song.”
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