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“There’s something stuck between my teeth.”
Eto turned and saw Rize ungracefully jamming her fingernail between her incisor and her canine. Her hands and face were smeared with the dull red of drying blood.
“Do you want my help?” Eto offered. Rize nodded.
Eto stood up from her desk and crossed over to the kitchen table where Rize was sitting, careful to avoid the puddle on the floor. The remains of her dinner dripped steadily from the table, feeding it.
Rize leaned back in her chair and opened her mouth. Grasping one of the teeth, Eto gave it a twist and it popped right out. Fresh red oozed from the gum.
“Better?” asked Eto, pocketing the tooth. She watched Rize’s tongue flick in and out of the new gap.
“Mmhmm. Thank you.”
“You’re disgusting,” said Eto, pressing a kiss to her lips.
“I know,” grinned Rize.