“One and two… Joke’s on you. One, two, three… joke’s on me. One and two, three and four… I’m not playing anymore… Aww poor fishie.”
Demyx stopped and crouched down in the sand to poke at the dead fish that had washed up on the shore. He hated finding dead things, even though he thought they were interesting. He
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