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-The Typholosionâs 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.-
ââEllo?âÂ
â âŚ.youâre still aliveâŚ.this is a surpriseâŚ.â
Almost instantly the voice was most familiar to ParisâŚsomeone whom he had despised. â âŚ.I didnât expect for you to answerâŚor have your soul still intactâŚbecause if my hunch is correct you really should be dead by nowâŚwhat a shameâŚâ he just had to add that snarky little remark, but then again he wasnât all that surpriseâŚafter all his brother did love this man. He sighed, shaking his head on the other end. â âŚPut Lani on the phone I need to speak with himâŚI was awaiting his phone call but I know the longer I wait the worse he will getâŚheâs losing himself isnât he?â she asked, looking out at his window for a moment, speaking fast just in case Paris decided to hang up on himâŚafter all it wasnât as though he was the best of terms with everyone.
â âŚhas he killed anyone?â Â













