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first.last@compass.net (3) (no subject) D12 63:19PM first.last@compass.net (6) Re: Mission D11 8:01PM first.last@compass.net (12) [text] D10 9:35AM

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[backstabbing]

you need to do something about that dog of yours, hawke.

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[twinfangs]

what's he done now

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[backstabbing]

he slobbered all over my poor delicate breasts and demanded heavy petting all morning.

i do have standards you realize, and your mabari does not meet them.

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[twinfangs]

oh, he's disgusting. I'm sorry. he drools when he's sleeping. gets the bottom of my bed soggy.

I'll come get him.

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[backstabbing]

[MAKER'S TITS SHE'S MAKING SUCH A FACE AT THAT granted she's had her share of wet areas on the bed but those







are different.]

no no don't worry about that i just messaged you to complain.

i'm kicking him out soon.

possibly tempt him with a game of 'fetch the phallic tuber' and shut the door behind me.

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[twinfangs]

oh gross. you won't want it back, then.

[And that also means Hawke will be finding it in her room somewhere later.

...Or, worse, someone else will find it. And she'll be hearing about that too.

Ugh.]

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[backstabbing]

it's had its use.

[SCREECHES]

been meaning to seek out something more permanent anyway i do need to be rid of this thing and your dog.

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[twinfangs]

yes but you're forgetting something.

I don't want that in my room. I'll take my dog but not your tuber.

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[backstabbing]

nobody's keeping you from tossing it.

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[twinfangs]

I would throw it out if I wasn't afraid someone else would pick it up.

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[backstabbing]

it's not THAT dirty.

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[twinfangs]

when was the last time you got a new one?

and it will have been in my dog's mouth. it will be disgusting.

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[backstabbing]

not since

well

nevermind.

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[twinfangs]

what?

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[backstabbing]

trust me sweetness you don't want to know

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[twinfangs]

it's in my dog's mouth, I think I have the right to know

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[backstabbing]

he probably eats his own dog shit so no i don't think it matters

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[twinfangs]

he does not!! i trained him out of that back in ferelden

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[backstabbing]

he probably still eats cat shit

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[twinfangs]

absolutely not

but he HAS eaten socks before

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[backstabbing]

like i said

he's eaten worse things than that cruddy old tuber

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[twinfangs]

tuber > socks

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[backstabbing]

well socks can have other unsavoury uses granted you are a woman so my counter doesn't exactly apply

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[twinfangs]

isabela!

[but she's laughing ok]

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[backstabbing]

it's true!