| none of them want to fight me |


plane"You used to love me."plane
His voice was conversational, light-hearted. His face was turned away, the movements of his hands fluid and relaxed as they worked. The small paper plane took shape under his careful fingers, the page folded so the corners touched precisely.
She shrugged from the other side of the table. Her movements were no longer the awkward motions of a youth, but neither were they the groaning movements of the old. She was so lucky to have had her years stopped at the age of twenty. It troubled her and delighted her that she would witness all around her grow old as she retained her beauty. With
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"I THOUGHT YOU WERE OUT RIDING DIAMOND PONIES AT THE CAKE PROM WITH MAAAAARRRRYYYYYYY!" HOLMES CRIED, BURSTING INTO MANLY TEARS.
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"I THOUGHT YOU WERE OUT RIDING DIAMOND PONIES AT THE CAKE PROM WITH MAAAAARRRRYYYYYYY!" HOLMES CRIED, BURSTING INTO MANLY TEARS.
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