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"Are you going to spend another few hundred years ignoring me again?" Maybe Rio would spend a few hundred years ignoring her instead.
Agatha, always mad because Rio had to do her job. Mad because even Death had confines. Agatha, her scar. Her wound. Anger still simmered under the surface, but love did as well. It's why she came back. It's why she'd always come back.













