Thirty Eight
SR: the bootleg boy 2 - sometimes love sucks ~ sad lofi mix & Joji - R.I.P. (feat. Trippie Redd) thirty-eight. Marina. Where is she?> I swam into my father's study, my eyes wide and my chest heaving. I was pulling in water into my gills vehemently. My eyes were zeroed in on my father, all the anxiety I would normally feel around him gone. I want answers, here and now. My father was floating at his stone desk, numerous bamboo scripts littering the top of it. He was reading one before he stared up at me. Who?> He stretched out his fin, the long and greying scales contorting involuntarily. The vampire.> I narrowed my eyes in anger. Dad knew exactly what I was talking about. Don't play coy with me,> I knew Flynn had something to do with it. Flynn would do anything my father
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