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Roderich glanced over his shoulder, cursing to himself for having been caught talking to his father again. He sighed. “No, I am not haunted. I was just…” How could he explain this? “…I was on the phone with my father.”
“But you don’t.. have a phone on hand? I mean, maybe times have changed since the last time I was all tech-y, but I don’t think bluetooth has gotten as rad as to be fucking telepathic.” Shoulders shrug nonchalantly as she rolls her eyes, fingers plucking at stray hairs that dust her skin. “But whatever, you don’t have to tell me. Coulda just said ‘none of your damn business’ and I woulda pissed off.”











