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              “ ‘t wasn’t my fault ! ”

              bruuuuh..

              “ heh heh.. alrighty al, alrighty ~               what movies d’ya got? & i don’t               do romcoms like a lotta girls so               yer lucky. ”

              It was upon the arrival of his annoying voice did she                  flinch, the, coincidentally, Indian Encyclopedia on Indian                  History & Culture, was thrown from her hand towards her                  persistent classmate, hopefully breaking his nose & giving                  him a black eye.                   ❛ I’VE GOT MACE!!! ❜ Now, if the book did not cause the                    crucifying pain she intended to, then maybe the pepper                     spray to the eyes could have finished the job. Because,                    oh no, she just assaulted a Royal Prince. Rest in peace,                    Anne.

                     all  at  once,  confusion & slight   fear   dawned   the                         prince, arms flying to shield his face, eyes squeeze                        shut,  luckily  the  books & the  pepper  spray   have                         both   been   dodged, & he  ducks, running  to  take                         refuge behind a bookshelf.