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"Let's go and chew some ears," Reed chittered on my shoulder, his tail wiggling in excitement as if the battle we were about to have was for leisure. "That b***h and her boyfriend," he chittered again, and I knew he was talking about Ryan and my mom. "Don't f*****g stop me," he growled, and I could feel the anger in his voice. "Their ears, eyes, and nose belong to me. Then you can do to their body as you like." "Okay sir," I simply said, knowing fully well that delinquency to reply to him would only lead to another argument that might lead to a fight. That is Reed for you. He loves talking, just like a parrot. He likes to show off his hunting skills, and he believes that your enemy shouldn't be spared. It would have been easy if he wasn't dragging me in his dilemmas. However, he would ins
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