Paul skipped along towards the stairs, he'd made another new friend. That made two friends now. And a good few dozen more who couldn't stand the sight of him. Or the smell either
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Paul grins and resits the urge to go down them three at a time. Two at a time is more than enough. "How far down are dungeons usually?" He had very little experience with dungeons having lived on a rather enormous submarine for the past few years.
Paul's brows furrowed, nonsensical words? Was he suddenly speaking in tongues? That was something...new.
"Naaaa mate. That's not non-sensical. This is nonsensical. 'Richard is smart and handsome'." And then, as if that was the funniest thing ever, Paul doubled over in laughter.
"A rather Ugleee," Paul gave the word at least five more sylables than necessary, "guy that used to live on the Titanic II." Paul crossed his arms and pouted, "he's here too. Just when I was beginning to forget he'd ever existed."
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"Right, deepest and darkest." A small pause, "what about the carpark then?"
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"Naaaa mate. That's not non-sensical. This is nonsensical. 'Richard is smart and handsome'." And then, as if that was the funniest thing ever, Paul doubled over in laughter.
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