Vampire Prince
Thread Topic: Vampire Prince
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‘Oh my god, I hate you,’ Mildred groaned, sitting on the edge of his desk, still bright red as she playfully glared at him.
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"if you hate me then why are you so red?" Jack said as he opened a drawer in his desk searching for a pen.
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Mildred scoffed, trying to brush it off, but she still blushed and looked flustered. ‘Because just looking at your face makes me angry,’ she said.
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"looking at my poetry would make you even angrier." Jack said, content with his teasing.
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‘No it wouldn’t! Unless it has, like, rude stuff in there-‘ Mildred said, then her face scrunched up. ‘Ew, what kind of stuff do you write about? Besides depression.’
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"I write about lots of things for your information. I wrote mostly about boredom and loneliness but I also liked to write about the beautiful nature of life." Jack said, remembering the poem that Mildred had decided to pick out earlier
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‘That won’t make me angry! In fact, it’ll make me less worried about your moodiness,’ Mildred said, smiling a little. ‘C’mon, pleeeease? I want a straight yes before I decide to give you a smooch.’
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"you can read 2 poems if the pie is good. That's my limit though. Some of these folders should be burned. I just haven't the heart to read through them again." Jack said
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‘I’ll accept that.’ She paused. ‘Is it against the rules to get Wilhelm’s help? Do I still have to kiss your cheek?’
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