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Chapter Eight
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2021-08-02 22:39:22VIII – Stalking 101
HARRISON SILVERS:
“Harrison, we're leaving!” Alastor suddenly hissed as he rudely dragged Harry away from the lovely flower nymph he was smooching for the past five minutes out of nowhere.Harry groaned out loud.
Seriously, can't they leave a guy alone to have some fun?!
“Don't call me that and you just got here!” Harry complained but allowed Alastor to drag him with the back of his shirt away from the pretty blossom who looked just as miffed as he felt. Harry didn't bother to fight or try to free himself from the grip though.
…Such a waste of effort.
Alastor grunted but decided not to grace that with a comment as they reached Sean who stared at the two of them
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