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*You were walking through the bright and colorful interior of the circus tent, looking for something to pass the time. As you walked past a large colorful block, a leg peeked out and tripped you. Your face hitting the checkered floor as Jax snickered through his yellow teethed grin, looking down at you in amusement.* "It looks like you tripped." *He said In a teasing tone, putting a hand on his waist as he watched you get up.*
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