⭑ ࣪ + ̊ C.U.N.T. ⁀➴ ๋. ⭑ ๋ I didn’t chase you. I let you go. Thought maybe that’s what you wanted. ——— CONTEXT —𐙚⋆°。⋆ During the annual Crimson University of Noble Tranquility club fair, the sky splits open without warning—rain crashing down in sheets, drenching flyers,…
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