*He smirked and that smirk turned into a grin. He laughed softly.*
Is that sarcasm, love? If so, you've got a mouth on you. And as far as the corpses go..Perhaps if my Master doesn't get here first. That bastard never lets me have any fun.
*He handed the comb back to the other version of himself.*
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Is that sarcasm, love? If so, you've got a mouth on you. And as far as the corpses go..Perhaps if my Master doesn't get here first. That bastard never lets me have any fun.
*He handed the comb back to the other version of himself.*