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“Where are ye goin’, doll?” he laughs, but there's an edge to it, and you're careful not to toss yourself over. “You cannae be runnin’ from me.”
“Let me go,” you retort, your tone sharpened but reedy.
Your soul mate opens his mouth to reply, but he's interrupted by another voice, gruff and entirely too close—you jump when it sounds from right behind you. “Ease up, Johnny. She's skittish.”
The man, your soul mate—Johnny, apparently? You wince internally at the misfortune of his name—flashes the other man a cheeky smile. “I can see that, Lt. Lass would disappear if I let ‘er.”
“So don't let ‘er.”
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Or: While on vacation, you discover your soul mates. They don't take it very well when you try to escape.