"Well, good luck with that. He's been acting suspicious on the last time i seen em."
"What?"
"Ey?"
"I'm not. Wdym?"
She looked away, missing the music of the Hideout. She sipped her butterbeer again.
"i didn't knew your voice can go that deep-"
"Maybe."
"He said every 5-6 mins."
"Crap..."
Cue Nolegs just being a ball moment lol. He just bounces back inside.
Cue Nolegs just dropping a random anvil on Lance's foot. when since he pockets one of these?-"
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