AnnSnowElf
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“Now why wouldn’t he like me?” Wonweek grins playfully. Sunday knows that the other ‘him’ only desires to be constantly true to himself and have fun. Hence, a smile is the most innocent expression he can put on— but it unnerves him anyway.
“After all, I’m you.”
“In fact, let’s make a bet.” Wonweek chuckles in a poor imitation of Aventurine; something he must have picked up during their past confrontation with the IPC gambler, “I bet… when offered the choice, Gallagher is more fond of me than you.”
Wonweek escapes again. It is definitely not a problem as long as he stays close to Sunday; they can probably get this fixed by the end of the day.
Problem is, he is a part of Sunday— potentially the worst one too.
And now this chaotic part is terribly fixated on a certain hound.
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23 Oct 2025
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2 sunday, 1 gallaguer, confesiones, todo mu lindo, pero sad al final