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| 1 | <b>Chapter </b> | |
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| 5 | "Dude, another mysterious place again." The voice shrugged. It belonged to a young man, age of 19. His blue eyes looked around, moving his hands to adjust hi shoulder-length brown hair, tied in a ponytail. His clothing consists of a pair of black jeans, a black sleaveless shirt with a red vest on top. One could see a scar on his right arm running from his shoulder down to the back of his hand, a black fingerless glove on it. | |
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| 7 | "I can't just keep moving past every door." He told himself. Stopping for a moment, the youth noticed a door to his left and opened it. With a shrug, he opened the door and walked inside. | |
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| 11 | - | "Nice room." The young man stated, looking at the inside. The room resembled a private bar of sorts, the bar itself on the left side with four rotable chairs in front, a large plant on the opposite side and a couch right in front, the back of the furniture against the wall. |
| 11 | + | "Nice room." The young man stated, looking at the inside. The room resembled a private bar of sorts, the bar itself on the left side with four rotatable chairs in front, a large plant on the opposite side and a couch right in front, the back of the furniture against the wall. The youth walked towards the couch and sat down on it. |
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| 13 | "I needed to chill. I don't know how long I've been walking." The young man laid his head back, looking at the ceiling of the room. He closed his eyes so he could start resting. But the youth heard the door open and raised his head, eyes open again. "Who's there?" | |
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| 15 | "Hello handsome." A female voice spoke, a teasing and playful tone coming from the owner. A woman of the age of 19, with long, red hair and a tan skin walked inside. Her clothing consists of a blue jacket with a red shirt underneath, a pair of black jeans and sneakers. Her light blue eyes stared at the young man as she walked towards him. "Ember's other self. Pyro, if I remember correctly." | |
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| 17 | "Joanna?!" The young man, Pyro asked. He looked surprised, his face blushing a bit. "What are you doing here?" | |
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| 19 | "The usual, sweetie. In general." The woman, Joanna walked towards Pyro. She soon stood in front of him and bent down, smirking. "You look well, hun." | |
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| 21 | "I have a girlfriend, Jo." Pyro replied. The last few times he had ran into Joanna, she had shown an interest in him. It wouldn't work for a lot of reasons though, the youth having already mentioned one of them. |
