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“Oh my dear mercy, there are a lot of you aren't there?” Grell placed the back of his hand on his forehead and swooned directly into your lap. “I fear I've grown ever so terribly feint my dear girl. You'll have to see yourself up.”
“Oh, you poor dear, do you need something to drink? I'd hate to think you're suffering on my account.” With a worried look, you ran your fingers through Grell's deep red hair.
“No, no, just leave me.” Grell cupped his hand next to his mouth and whispered to you. “I'm fine, but with any luck, my dear Bassy will come to rescue me.” He winked and waved you away. “Now go, have a good time my kind darling.”
“O-okay then, if you insist.” After gently removing Grell from your lap, you stood to your feet and straightened out the wrinkles in your dress. With Grell still moaning and complaining behind you, you walked to the center of the large room and placed your hand inside his
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“It seems to be that time, again.” With an over dramatic sigh, Grell stumbled over to you and grasped your hand. “Hurry girl, I fear I won't be lasting much longer, my vision has grown weak, and my muscles ache.”
Though you were more than willing to play, and very glad he'd chosen you, there was no way you were going to fall for his act. “Grell, this is only a game, if such trivial things exhaust you, perhaps you should consult with a physician.” Knowing you'd probably upset him with your snide remark, you walked yourself up to his purse and picked an item. You looked down at your item and crinkled up your nose. “I haven't the slightest idea what I'm holding right now.” In your hand was a gray mass of an almost clay like substance.
When you lifted your eyes from the strange item, there was a cloaked figure standing only inches from you. “It's an eraser, best used with charcoal.” After grabbing his eraser fr
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“Oh mercy me. I'm rather sad to say, the number of attractive men in this room is dwindling, and rather quickly I might add.” Disheartened by his new discovery, Grell's shoulders fell forward and a frown appeared on his usually cheerful face. “Why don't you come up, I'm far too depressed to play this game with you now.”
His over dramatic motions made it hard to tell if he was pointing at you or not. You doubted however that he really cared at all who played next, he was too busy sulking. “Grell, where's the purse? I can't pick an item without the purse.” Grell simply pointed, too busy continuing with his act to speak. “Thanks.” Wanting to get away from Grell's fake whimpers and tears, you placed your hand inside the purse and pulled out a squishy blue ball. “I know I've seen this before, somewhere.”
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