05-27-2018, 11:24 AM
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He wasn’t surprised that Suite offered, because Suite always offered. She too had wanted to establish ambassadors and she often acted as one, regardless of official installment. What did surprise him was her correction, and he scowled. How the fuck had he missed someone? Bastille never forgot names, and he been there when they joined. Fuck, he must be really, really off that morning. ”Yeah, fuck, sorry. Welcome again, you too.” Jesus. Bastille was really kicking off his start to fucking everything up early, wasn’t he?
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