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Summary
But right now, it didn’t matter who the Informant was. (He looked so much like Russell, he acted so differently but he looked so much like him.) There was a tremble to his voice and Tabasa saw the way that he plastered his usual smirk onto his face. It was faltering with every second, and the orange mockery of blood that stained his hand- No, the Informant needed someone, and Tabasa wasn’t going to leave him here.
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aka, the happy dream is falling apart, and a clueless tabasa tries to comfort the informant. meanwhile, russell is somewhat dying ig
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Series
- Part 1 of good morning, deranged maniac
