charm is deceitful
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     Oh, she knew his name. The blonde paused for a moment, still focused on his work. Someone had told her. If it was her mother, she wouldn’t have been playing these games. Someone had told her, though. It was all right. Someone had told him her name. Someone who had it out for her fuck-friend Haku, someone who had eyes and ears that the rest of the world didn’t know about.
“All right, Firefly,” he said, still looking at the tobacco.
     Only then did he look up, and this time, there was no smile.
“I’m going to kill someone,” he said plainly, as if this was a topic of normal conversation. The weight of the words and the matter was not in his tone alone, but in the great distance and age in his eyes. He was just past four, and had outlived his father, but he felt the days in his bones and in his blood.





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