Xalia's POV:
I hear his footsteps clomp behind me as we race through the store. My hands uncomfortably gripping the railing since my wound was still there. Gosh has Ace ever thought of maybe picking up ballet? He needs to stop stomping so much, I'm sure it'd help. Suddenly a high pitch voice stops me in my tracks making Ace bump into my back. "Aceeeee! What are you doing here?!" The words barley make it through my mind as the only thing I can think of is Ace's hands on my waist. "It's a freaking grocery store why wouldn't I be here?" I hear him faintly mumble.
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MeanieMeanieChickenWeanie: Tea girl
MeanieMeanieChickenWeanie: Pinkkkyyyyy
MeanieMeanieChickenWeanie:TEA GIRL
Me: WHAT DO YOU WANT
MeanieMeanieChickenWeanie: Your attention
Me: Well to bad
MeanieMeanieChickenWeanie: Okay who do you need me to beat up?
Me: No one that you would know
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