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 I just dropped three chapters and vanished. I am working on chapter 4, in case anyone was wondering. The issue is that the story is going too fast so chapter 4 will be something less plot heavy because the next major event is quite major and sets up the entire plot. Thank you for reading my three silly chapters! Also I can't figure out how to use adjectives right now 🫠



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