❝our lips are moving, they're makin' words. words turn to riddles, we make it worse. 'cause I'm not listening, and you're not listening, no. we try to fix it, it never works❞
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When you have to let Duncan go on the SSHAMH without you.
The townsfolk were slowly catching up to us while Sunny was trying to quickly get us to where Hector was with the Self Sustainable Hot Air Mobile Home.
Soon Isadora and Duncan manged to get up the unsturdy ladder and looked down expecting me and the Baudelaires to follow their lead. Hector yelled that the mobile home couldn't stay anymore and they'd have to leave before another balloon was shot. Duncan tried throwing down his journal with his vfd notes in it for us to use for future reference.
"Goodbye, Baudelaires and y/n." Duncan yelled down at them giving y/n a small smile. "Goodbye for now, Quagmires. We'll meet again." you had replied and that was a promise you were able to keep.
~UNEDITED~ do you want me to write shorter chapters like these (they'd be posted more often) or longer chapters (1-2 a month sadly ): they take longer)
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