"Dude you are awesome," Jacob told her, walking away to his writing room. "Where did you even get them?"
"I made them."
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I have the ADHD
I'll forget.
Quotes:
"You know the saying 'the tables have turned'?
Well these tables have flipped, rolled and spontaneously combusted into potatoes." ~me
"That's not a riddle. That's a prophecy."
"Sounds like a riddle, is a riddle. Riddled with loops and whorls and only makes sense after someone dies." ~Turtle
"Can you teach me how?!" Jacob asked excitedly, acting a lot younger than he actually was.
She gave him a steely glare. "Show them. To. Your Father." she growled.
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FOR THE LOVE OF STARCLAN PLEASE PING ME ON DISCORD
I have the ADHD
I'll forget.
Quotes:
"You know the saying 'the tables have turned'?
Well these tables have flipped, rolled and spontaneously combusted into potatoes." ~me
"That's not a riddle. That's a prophecy."
"Sounds like a riddle, is a riddle. Riddled with loops and whorls and only makes sense after someone dies." ~Turtle
Jacob frowned, not liking her serious tone. "Why?" He asked, crossing his arms.
"Because one, you're stalling; two, as proof my words are true; and three if you do not I will show you what a sprain feels like."
__________________
FOR THE LOVE OF STARCLAN PLEASE PING ME ON DISCORD
I have the ADHD
I'll forget.
Quotes:
"You know the saying 'the tables have turned'?
Well these tables have flipped, rolled and spontaneously combusted into potatoes." ~me
"That's not a riddle. That's a prophecy."
"Sounds like a riddle, is a riddle. Riddled with loops and whorls and only makes sense after someone dies." ~Turtle
Jacob muttered something inaudible, turned around, and walked to his dad's writing room.
Ana closed her eyes against the pain and pressed her hand against her ribs, where she could feel the wetness of blood seeping through again. She let out a hissing breath, and put her other hand out for stability, trying to blink away the darkness starting to cloud her vision.
__________________
FOR THE LOVE OF STARCLAN PLEASE PING ME ON DISCORD
I have the ADHD
I'll forget.
Quotes:
"You know the saying 'the tables have turned'?
Well these tables have flipped, rolled and spontaneously combusted into potatoes." ~me
"That's not a riddle. That's a prophecy."
"Sounds like a riddle, is a riddle. Riddled with loops and whorls and only makes sense after someone dies." ~Turtle
Ana closed her eyes against the pain and pressed her hand against her ribs, where she could feel the wetness of blood seeping through again. She let out a hissing breath, and put her other hand out for stability, trying to blink away the darkness starting to cloud her vision.
Jacob turned around when he heard her hiss and saw her looking like she'd topple over at any second. "Uh, hey, are you okay?"
Jacob turned around when he heard her hiss and saw her looking like she'd topple over at any second. "Uh, hey, are you okay?"
"Do you wish me to make good on my claim?" she asked.
__________________
FOR THE LOVE OF STARCLAN PLEASE PING ME ON DISCORD
I have the ADHD
I'll forget.
Quotes:
"You know the saying 'the tables have turned'?
Well these tables have flipped, rolled and spontaneously combusted into potatoes." ~me
"That's not a riddle. That's a prophecy."
"Sounds like a riddle, is a riddle. Riddled with loops and whorls and only makes sense after someone dies." ~Turtle
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