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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀📲: Darling Fox⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀💬: GYM?! OMW

Before even hitting send, sett was aloft from his bed, stuffing himself into the gym shorts conveniently scattered across the floor of his room.

Perhaps Evelynn was right—
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀📲: Darling Fox
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀💬: but— we do get along? I mean, at least I get along with ya... can't say the same for the others. And why not my room?it's nice! >:(
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀The poor beast, absent-minded as always with a gentle smirk plastered on his lips.
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀📲: Darling Fox
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀💬: collab? In private? What's that supposed to mean? Like you come write a song with me in my room?
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀It didn't click for the beast, a soft sigh leaving his lips. What did that mean? Why? He knew things where good, the debut and all but-

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⠀⠀⠀⠀📲: Darling Fox⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀💬: A collab? Really? Ya gonna drag me into another contest of who's producer is crazier?
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀His only thought was serious, did she want to collab? He wasn't crazy right?
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