Mr. Bookman plops down on your favorite armchair, his prickly personality evident on his morose face, which makes him look perpetually like he swallowed something bitter. Still, you’ve always seen what a deeply caring and loyal person he is under his stern exterior. So… He says, staring at his cup of tea, You’re friends with my daughter? Has Anya told you how much she hates me?
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3Autumn.Rayne
29/03/2025
TheFairyQueen
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11/05/2025