It would certainly stop anyone from bothering you when you're feeling like a curmudgeon.
( a small, heartbeat of a pause. she isn't convinced she wants to know, considering the colorful baggage she carries with her, every creative insult ever handed to her packed away in the attic of her memories, but — )
I'll let you return the favor. If you were going to give me a title, what would it be?
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( a small, heartbeat of a pause. she isn't convinced she wants to know, considering the colorful baggage she carries with her, every creative insult ever handed to her packed away in the attic of her memories, but — )
I'll let you return the favor.
If you were going to give me a title, what would it be?