Chapter eighteen

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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN:    the Kanay strikes back

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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN:  the Kanay strikes back

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN:    the Kanay strikes back

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✿.。.:* ☆:**:. Ṡ̷̢̫̞̻͈͋͛̓̅͜͜͜͠͠͠M̶̶҉̳͈̺͟͢͠͠ͅO̷̵҉̢̭͚̜̠ͫͣ͐͢͟͢͠͞͝K҉̿ͭ͘͜E҉̰̰͎̆͞ & F̶̵͖͚̯̮̤̫̿̆͌͋͢͟͡͡I҉̡̯̺̜̅́͋̃͢͜R̴҉̷̨̖̮̉͑ͯ̑̋͟͠E҉̰̰͎̆͞ .:**:.☆*.:。.✿

JASON NOVOA HAD GONE TO TAKE A BITE FROM HIS SANDWICH, BUT HAD BEEN CONFUSED WHEN HE SAW THAT HE WAS NO LONGER IN HIS HOUSE. "Desdemona?"
He questioned, when he thought he'd seen the hair of the witch.

"Jason?" He heard Andi question. "What are you doing here?"

"I don't know."

✿.。.:* ☆:**:. Ṡ̷̢̫̞̻͈͋͛̓̅͜͜͜͠͠͠M̶̶҉̳͈̺͟͢͠͠ͅO̷̵҉̢̭͚̜̠ͫͣ͐͢͟͢͠͞͝K҉̿ͭ͘͜E҉̰̰͎̆͞ & F̶̵͖͚̯̮̤̫̿̆͌͋͢͟͡͡I҉̡̯̺̜̅́͋̃͢͜R̴҉̷̨̖̮̉͑ͯ̑̋͟͠E҉̰̰͎̆͞ .:**:.☆*.:。.✿

Malachi flipped trough his sketchbook, muttering under his breathe. "I swear it was in the sketchbook."

"What are you looking for?" Jax asked, also looking at the notebook, as if he knew what the drawing was.

"This drawing." Kai flipped the page, folding the notebook to show the page.

✿.。.:* ☆:**:. Ṡ̷̢̫̞̻͈͋͛̓̅͜͜͜͠͠͠M̶̶҉̳͈̺͟͢͠͠ͅO̷̵҉̢̭͚̜̠ͫͣ͐͢͟͢͠͞͝K҉̿ͭ͘͜E҉̰̰͎̆͞ & F̶̵͖͚̯̮̤̫̿̆͌͋͢͟͡͡I҉̡̯̺̜̅́͋̃͢͜R̴҉̷̨̖̮̉͑ͯ̑̋͟͠E҉̰̰͎̆͞ .:**:.☆*.:。.✿

Jason lifted Phillip's hand, examining it. And yeah, it was indeed pixelating. "You're right, he is pixellating."

"Yeah," Andi sassed. "of course I'm right." Then she took a bit of the sandwich in her hand.

"Hey,"Jason noticed. "that's my sandwich."

"You know what? The salami helps calm my nerves."

SMOKE AND FIRE  ♠︎Jax Novoa ♣︎ Waar verhalen tot leven komen. Ontdek het nu