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-The Typholosionās blinked hs eyes open, shifting on the couch before registering, oh , hey, the phone is ringing. He sat up and yawned loudly, and stretched. His back felt stiff and his left arm was asleep waking up slower than him.He reaches over to the phone, and answers the phone.-
āāEllo?āĀ
ā ā¦.youāre still aliveā¦.this is a surpriseā¦.ā
Almost instantly the voice was most familiar to Parisā¦someone whom he had despised. ā ā¦.I didnāt expect for you to answerā¦or have your soul still intactā¦because if my hunch is correct you really should be dead by nowā¦what a shameā¦ā he just had to add that snarky little remark, but then again he wasnāt all that surpriseā¦after all his brother did love this man. He sighed, shaking his head on the other end. ā ā¦Put Lani on the phone I need to speak with himā¦I was awaiting his phone call but I know the longer I wait the worse he will getā¦heās losing himself isnāt he?ā she asked, looking out at his window for a moment, speaking fast just in case Paris decided to hang up on himā¦after all it wasnāt as though he was the best of terms with everyone.
ā ā¦has he killed anyone?ā Ā










