Fuck this
I'm gonna try to make my own master slave rp... Anyone with me? All this fluffy shit makes me want to vomit
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With her lips pursed, Aspen then let out a sigh, "and how was I suppose to know that?"
Eva didnāt bother hiding her annoyance. āItās the fucking full moon. Are you not clever enough to connect the dots, or should I draw you a pictures?ā
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Aspen glanced side to side, obviously confused as she raised her eyebrows upwards at the blonde in a cornering cell. "Uh..." she stuttered, "a few days after Halloween but before Thanksgiving? I don't know.."
ā¦whatās wrong with you?
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"I'll be here."
"Anyway, I gotta get these back," he told her, picking up the files. For a moment, Michael paused, but he didnāt really know why. "See ya around, Aspen."
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...what's wrong with you?
Because I give more of a fuck about you than myself.
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Aspen hummed with a small head nod, "oh."
She was one of the omegas Michael had taken out his rage on a thousand times. āI think sheās claimed at the moment,ā he added.
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Aspen shrugged and shook her head, idly picking at her blanket, "no idea..
"Mikaela Martinez," he read aloud. "Still alive, age 47, werewolf. Oh yeah, I know who this one is."
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Aspen nodded, "wh-what about that one?" she asked softly hoping he'd ignore her if he decided to.
"Good," Michael said. He placed the file aside and reached for the next one.Ā
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She let out a heavy exhale through her nose, "yes, Sir.." she only half lied-- she was feeling better,Ā muchĀ better... but she wasn't the Aspen he had grown to know anymore. Now, she remembered her place, and why she was there..
Michael didnāt agree or disagree. āFeeling better?ā He finally asked.
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She just nodded before speaking, "I deserved it."
Michael sighed, trying to reel in his annoyance. The full moon was close and with everything else thatād gone on lately, he was more on edge than usual. āItās fine.ā
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Instantly her eyes fell back down to the ground, her shoulders curling forward -- "so--sorry, Sir.."
"I donāt know, maybe because thereās a shit ton of files and I didnāt want to drag the whole filing cabinet out here?" He snapped.
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Her eyebrows furrowed and she looked up from the floor slightly, "why wouldn't you have it?"
"I donāt know if Iāve got yours," he said, still looking over the file in his hand.
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She paused, "what does mine say?"
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā -- "or do I not want to know?
Michael decided not to ask about it, tossing Harrisonās file aside and grabbing a new one.
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Aspen let out a small, unintentional scoff, "tell me about it."
"Says he had quite a temper," he added, moving to the next page.
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"Yes, Sir.. A few..." she nodded, staying in her spot.
"Had a few run ins with him?" The wolf asked, chuckling. His eyes stayed on the file.
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She muttered under her breath, "he was annoying anyway..."
Michael nodded, lifting the file to show her the large red āDECEASEDā across the front. āYep. Slit throat.ā
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"Didn't they...you know... kill him like three months ago?"
"Uhhh," he flipped back to the front, looking at the tab, "Harrison Colt."
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