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Kaska
Kaska had never really thought of it that way. But if she squinted her eyes and tilted her head just right, she could see how Lia might... find that suffocating.
And she began to wonder if she would too.
"So you left your pedestal and came to mine. And all I want is to take your place at yours," she mused, the irony to it not lost on her. "What a strange pair we make." She abruptly wondered for a moment if their was more tact to their initial pairing than she had given her father credit for.
She frowned, wrapping her arms around her chest.
"Your sister sounds like a right bitch."
And she began to wonder if she would too.
"So you left your pedestal and came to mine. And all I want is to take your place at yours," she mused, the irony to it not lost on her. "What a strange pair we make." She abruptly wondered for a moment if their was more tact to their initial pairing than she had given her father credit for.
She frowned, wrapping her arms around her chest.
"Your sister sounds like a right bitch."