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It was cold but not unbearable so. The fading light of early evening was overpowered by the newborn street lights as Stephie took a detour on her way to Scarlett And James Pizza Night Of Doom. She had far too many things to think about tonight, demons, Deirdre, Sophie, Ry. But she was trying to be methodical about it all; Father Peter first. Ex-Father Peter.
There were lights on in the house, that was a good sign. Stephie tooks a quick breath and knocked on the door, then waited.
( Wanna be your sidekick... )
There were lights on in the house, that was a good sign. Stephie tooks a quick breath and knocked on the door, then waited.
( Wanna be your sidekick... )
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