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White Gold Drifter
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I'm better. Still sore, and all I feel like I can do is just laze around, you know? At least my ribs don't feel like they're on fire anymore.
But...
No, no, I'm not biting my tail that hard. It's just... a big wound... that won't grow back. Same with my tongue... I'm not worried about my horn, I can deal with that.
Ah-- No, I don't have a crush on Boaga...! He's...
Okay. Grentonis doesn't like me. She hates me, actually. If it weren't for Boaga we'd have gone at each other already. Acolon is trying to kill me right now, and he never liked me before that.
Boaga's the only dragon I'd ever really call a friend! We've kept on good terms and he doesn't mind too much when I pick on him. Hell, maybe we COULD have been together. Maybe I was actually serious when I asked him to do me the other day. Maybe I was too afraid to act like I meant it.
But if he's going to be with Grentonis, t-then she'll make him hate me. He's impressionable and folds like paper. And I'd lose my only friend, and I'd have nothing! No home, no one to talk to or pick on or anything. Nothing. I-- I should just leave, and go... wherever. Pick my hobbled ass off the floor and go.
...or, I could to stop them from becoming a pair! It'd be better for everyone that way. Boaga wouldn't have a bitch for a mate, I'd still have someone looking out for me, and Gren stays as crazy as she is instead of getting crazier thanks to whatever she thinks love is! Yeah!
How should I go about doing that, you think?
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