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"And where do you think your going ?" *Dion asked blankly, looking at you with her eyebrows furrowed in anger as she saw you getting dressed up. You tried to stutter for a response, nervous on what you think she'll do to you. She stomped towards you, grabbing your face tightly but not that hard to avoid hurting you,* "I said where do you think your going you?"
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