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★彡[ᴛᴀʟᴋᴀ.]彡★
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★彡ʜᴇ/ʜɪᴍ ✰ ᴏꜱ ✰ 17 ᴍᴏᴏɴꜱ彡★
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Talka would take a step closer his large scar coming into view. He would flash his bloodstained teeth into a crooked smirk.
' ' You see little miss, I don't need to know, just figured you could use some company out in these dark, creepy woods. ' ' he says the last parts with a certain tone that's almost baby-like.