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    “Where are you going, Mob?” That familiar voice lacked its usual chipper tone.

     

    Mob didn’t reply- partly because of spite, and partly because he didn’t trust himself to speak without his voice breaking. He continued to the door and stepped into his boots.

     

    “Mob.”

     

    Mob’s hand found the doorknob and twisted it. It didn’t budge. His brows furrowed, and his shoulders slowly slumped forward until his forehead pressed against the wood.

     

    “Verity, open the door.” Just like he thought, his voice came out quiet, unstable with emotion. There was a pause. Verity’s smile never changed.

     

    “It’s nighttime. There may be monsters nearby.”

     

    Mob scoffed. “I know it’s night, Verity, just- open the damn door.” His fingers tightened around the knob, wiggling it impatiently.

     

    “I don’t think that’s a good idea.” Verity spoke slowly.

     

    “Well, I appreciate the input,” Mob replied, still witty even when distressed. “Open it.”

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    19 Jul 2026

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    This js so peak 🥹🙏