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be6e1b8
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The color of your dress really brings out the extraordinary paleness of your skin tone. Are you unwell? Dying, perhaps?
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tina
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T.J. Klune |
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aaa7d75
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NEWT: What d'you think I should say to her, if I see her? JACOB: Oh, well, it's best not to plan these things. You know, you just say whatever comes to you in the moment. A beat. They walk. NEWT (reminiscently): She has eyes just like a salamander. JACOB: Don't say that.
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tina
newt
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J.K. Rowling |
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bd75345
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I'm sorry. Were you just speaking to me? I apologize most profusely. I was distracted by the size of the sweat stains under your arms. Are you overly warm today? It seems unlikely given the cold, dead heart that surely beats in your chest.
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tina
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T.J. Klune |
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3e79567
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"Oh dear gods. I think my underwear just fell off." "Nicole," Tina hissed. "Keep your comments to yourself! Be a respectable fucking lady, for fuck's sake!"
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tina
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T.J. Klune |
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e9e098d
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"Lady Tina DeSilva. The president of the Ryan Foxheart Fan Club Castle Lockes Chapter. And my most mortal of enemies. "Oh look, everyone. Mervin has arrived and he brought the muffins. If past experiences have any prescience as to what we can expect, then they're sure to be as dry as his conversational skills." She was also sixteen years old. And evil."
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tina
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T.J. Klune |
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9d90ba8
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"And I'm a Foxy Lady," Tina said. "Because of reasons." She stared at his chest. Everyone understood her reasons. Even me."
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tina
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T.J. Klune |
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cb51ff5
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If I was straight and Tina not the bitch from hell, one would assume we were almost flirting. But I was gay and Tina was the bitch from hell. We were not flirting.
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tina
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T.J. Klune |
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28dfb55
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"That look isn't about secrets," Tina said. "He probably just has gas. Intestinal gas."
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tina
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T.J. Klune |
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d555eb3
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Gross. I just agreed internally with something Tina said. I reminded myself to run tests when I got home to make sure I hadn't just been possessed by a demon.
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tina
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T.J. Klune |