Cafe Plaisir: Provocation

Neon lay on her bed. She was casually playing one of her more sedentary games... well, more than one, in truth. On her giant screen, she was playing one of those ultra-casual games where you just tinkered with something and made numbers go higher....

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The Gray Ranger: Unforgiven, Chapter Eleven

How _dare_this spoiled little brat play with his emotions like this? "don't get my hopes up like that. i can't afford to feel hope. there is no hope for me!" he could hear her stumbling backwards until she struck the wall behind her.

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Itan's Unfortunate Day 5 {Last Part}

The other guy stared at the towel while answering, "don't know jimmy, probably some brat playing a prank on us." frank turned to me, probably hearing the door opening, spotting me peeking through the door, "sorry ma'am, the stairs are closed."

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