“God, no,” said Yuffie. “Imagine what it’d do to the carpets.”
“What’s that?” asked Fuen, arriving in the middle of a conversation.
“Yuffie here, won’t let a homeless sentient water basin use her spare room,” replied Lucy.
“I’ll let that just sink in,” snorted Yuffie.
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Little Fears 
Sniggers
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😛 😛 😛
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Perfectly crafted
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Thank you, Susie.
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So cool to be able to see you creating the image!
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Aww, cheers, Marge. Glad you enjoyed!
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Your stuff never grows old! I love the fun and snark that brings grins every time!
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Aww, thank ya, Dayle. Glad you still enjoy! 🙂
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groooans
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Beams 😛
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“Oh god, my brain hurts,” he said, with clenched fists, teeth and buttocks.
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🤣🤣🤣
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Arf and narffle. 😛
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Mermaid-approved! 🙂
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Hah. The watery ones always bring out the Magick.
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“Homeless sentient water basin” lol!?
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Even water needs a home, right? 🙂
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Guess you start with the last line and work backwards?
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With this one, started in the middle. 🙂
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