And to think, he might not even know what's going to hit him...
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Tsk, tsk, tsk... 11:30 pm.
Apparently I'll have to deal with something soon, won't I? After all, even with the distance and the rarity of contact there are still some things that will not change, simply because I will not let them. Such things to do. Such delicious, tempting, cruel things to do. Hm.
*pads off, amused* Half an hour, little one. Half an hour to keep the cruelty from overtaking you.
Half an hour.
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