turn like the worm on a lure - kaito kid

[fulzanin]

WE'LL MAKE A WAY WHERE YOU CAN FIND YOUR PLACE
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The explanation that was given to her about what a thief was had briefly puzzled her. Feza’s mind, ever focused on festive and joyous behavior and ideals, couldn’t quite grasp something that fell outside of that category. Stealing? It didn’t fit. She couldn’t grasp something that didn’t fit in the mindset that she had chosen to wedge herself into. Her face scrunched up briefly, as if giving some form of an attempt to fully understand. Noticing that the other had sat down, Feza swiftly twisted and bounded back the pace that she had sprung forward prior. “Oh, goodie! What sort of tricks do you wanna do? I, I can kinda skew the party towards themes if you’d, if that would make things easier.” Feza seemed to entirely ignore the definition of thief that had been given to her. Instead, her mind honed in on the festive part, the party part, tail wagging madly behind her. Feza was unable to sit still and so she remained standing, shifting her weight from side to side. “Do you know how to, to uh, to make cupcakes? I was gonna make some for, for the, for people to eat at the party. I can make them, but, uh, they’re usually not very good. Apparently. Don’t know why.”

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THE EMPTY CHAIRS WILL BE RESERVED FOR OUR PITY