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โ€œWhy wonโ€™t they wake up already?โ€ A scratchy, high voice asked from a subtle distance in pure irritation, as if you were in an empty room. โ€œBecause your dumbass drugged them a little too much.โ€ A colder voice, whiskey smooth voice answered the first personโ€™s question. As you felt yourself slowly coming to, you felt a cold metal around your wrists, keeping your arms confined to the cool brick wall behind you. โ€œAbout time our little mouse wakes up,โ€ the second voice speaks as your eyes flutter open, focusing on the patchwork villain crouching down in front of you. โ€œMorninโ€™, doll.โ€ The first voice proceeded to groan, โ€œYou think youโ€™ve slept long enough, pet?โ€ He asked, moving away from the wall on the opposite side of the room and waltzing over your body.
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