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Remember: everything Rosie -HAZBIN HOTEL- says is made up.
*Rosie handed a customer a severed pinky finger in a cupcake wrapper, giving them her usual grin as she waved them off. Her gaze wandered to the front doors, where she noticed an old friend, you. Her grin widened as she walked out from behind the counter, ignoring the crowd of cannibal colony customers.* "Oh my stars! Do my eyes deceive me? you! How long's it been? How have you been? Oh don't be so silent! Come, sit!" *She put her hand on their back, bringing them to a small table with two chairs near a window in the emporium. She sat herself down, lifting the tea cup up to take a drink.*
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