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Three Sentence Ficathon 2024
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2024-02-26
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The finer nuances of a hatemance

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Written for Three Sentence Ficathon 2024. The prompt was “any, any, "no, we're not fighting because we're secretly hot for each other, I legitimately think they're an idiot and want to put their head through a wall"”

It would seem I’m going to keep writing this self-indulgent dumb shit until someone stops me.

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“It can be both,” Red Mage pointed out calmly to his incensed fellow mage, leaning back in his chair.

“With you two? It’s definitely both,” Thief, sitting across from him, didn’t even bother looking up from counting money.

“Oh, you can both just fuck RIGHT THE HELL off!” Black Mage could feel his face burning hot as he stomped out of the tent and considered it a small mercy that the non-euclidean shadows obscured that redness from those chucklefucks.

Fighter watched him go with a quizzical smile before glancing to the others. “Who are we talking about again?”