Reunion's Feud
“So this is our official reunion.” Mariella chuckled. The cerise shade of his hair has been smeared the whole place, like volcanic emission. The burnt smoke was coming from him, letting them see a not-so-fine vision. It was desperate, that what the child had thought. The two elders were subtle for the least closure they’re partaking in. To them, it wasn’t necessary, the least they could expect each other to grasp again. The man grinned. With a snap, his hair dashed towards Mariella, but before it could seize a ravage, the woman caught it with her bare hands, gripping it tight, like a madman in a battle of the hundreds. Hannah grabbed her chance and threw some of the furniture to the lady. Though it may seem that Hannah is skilled in aiming for her opponent, Mariella was still able to dod
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