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| All right, BuckBunny. I called Ellen and told her you were here. | |
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| Why? You needn't've bothered, she'd've guessed. I don't have anywhere else to go. | |
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| Uhh, she was probably worrying about you. | |
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| Bullshit. You're just hot for my mundane sister, you creep. Why do you waste your time on her? She's human, for Fenrir's sake! I'm going to bed. | |
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| Well, she does happen to have a pretty nice pair, is all I'm saying. | |
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| And that grab you made for them in the dark at school camp in tenth grade is still the closest you're ever going to get to them. | |
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