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𓏲 ˖ ִ 𝓓ON'T BLAME ME ⊹ ݁ ⟡ a violet love story ៸៸ ꒰ ❛ shes not to be messed with ❜ ꒱
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▌THE SOUNDS OF GRUNTS and bickering filled the training room the five kids were hanging out in. mylo and clagger were bickering, while mylo also continuing to insult powder in anyway he could.
maeve was sitting on one of the railings that was surrounding the boxing machine that vi was sparring, her strength unmatched as she continued beating her highscore with every punch. the brunette girl was always in awe of how strong she was.
"remind me why we bother with this dump?" mylo complained, as usual, playing around with one of the training guns.
"vander said to lay low. enforcers never come down here, so this is as good a place as any." violet replied, moving her arm around to loosen it up. then wiping the sweat off her forehead.
"oh whats the matter, mylo? you worried powders gonna beat you again?" claggor sarcastically pouted as he teased his bestfriend, maeve snorted from beside violet.
"ofcourse he is, hes a sore loser." maeve replied, letting out a giggle as the others did aswell.
mylo scowled as he looked at the girl, "if she didn't keep fixing these things, i wouldn't keep missing." he flung his arms out.
