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Panic! At the Motel



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soundofmind says...



Bo laughed a little and smiled.

“It was nice meeting you guys too. Have a safe trip home.”

And then, right after Skull clapped his hands, Wilson clapped her hands.

“Fantastic!” she chirped. “Okay, you ready? It will be instantaneous, but I’ll do a countdown so you can prepare yourselves. On one, two-“

Pop!

And, they were gone.
Pants are an illusion. And so is death.






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Mageheart says...



The End
mage

[ she/her, but in a boy kinda way ]

roleplaying is my platonic love language.

queer and here.








When we are children we seldom think of the future. This innocence leaves us free to enjoy ourselves as few adults can. The day we fret about the future is the day we leave our childhood behind.
— Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind