0.2 not the time for sarcasm

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NOT THE TIME FOR SARCASM, chapter two

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❝ 𝘰𝘩 𝘯𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘯 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘥𝘢𝘺 ❞ 

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❝ 𝘰𝘩 𝘯𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘯 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘥𝘢𝘺 ❞ 

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𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐔𝐒𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐇 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒

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𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐔𝐒𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐇 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒. "So it's not like I can only elongate plants, I can also just create them like this" the girl lifted out her hand to the red haired boy slipping off her leather glove. After a second flew by a gust of green magic erupted from her hand followed by a bouquet of white roses. Sean smiled of amazement as the girl pulled the white ribbon out of her hand and used it to wrap the bouquet all together "here" she passed it to him "give it to Angel" she smiled nodding her head towards the said girl, the boys smile grew as he jumped up to go see Angel.

Watching the boy awkwardly hand out the flowers to the girl Cleo made her way to Alex and Darwin who seemed to be vs each other on the pin-ball machine "who's winning?" she asked making her presence known "he is killing me" Darwin groaned looking at the girl whos eyes were set on the increasing scoreboard "don't beat yourself up I've had a lot of spare time" he smirked quickly looking at Cleo and then focusing back on his game.

"Oh I didn't know the circus was in town" An agent yelled out from behind the window bringing a frown on Cleo's face "Hey come on, honey" he gestured to Angel "give us a little" he then made a flying action with his hand and then turned his attention to Cleo who had started fiddling with her fingers out of habit "wanna make some flowers for my wife?" he asked  tilting his head and laughing from the static expressions held on their faces. Alex watched the men with rage practically drooling out of him, he looked down at Cleo to see that her hands were shaky and she wouldn't stop fiddling with them. He slowly reached out his hand and enveloped his fingers within hers and squeezed it to make sure that she's not alone.

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