Paradox

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I sucked in a breath, before opening my door to look at Mario.

"Sssssup." I smile nervously, leaning against the doorframe.

"Mario-a wants your-a help" He says, grabbing my arm.

"Whoa- uh-" I feel myself getting dragged out. "Wait- wait- can you tell me where we're going?"

He pauses. "To save-a Luigi." He finally answered, vaguely. I pulled back, giving a small glance to the crawlspace. Mario's eyes followed mine, and I looked back at him.

"Uhm...how do you plan on doing that?" I say quickly, to draw his attention away from the crawlspace.

"....i dunno" He shrugs, with a frown. "I'll probably-a just break-a in and take back-a my brother!"

"That sounds terrible!" I yelled back, my eyes wide as a saunter.

"Whatever. C'mon!" Mario then pulled me out, and I gave one last glance to the cubby hole, mouthing "sorry" before being rushed out.

[sounds like Monday] (Real) [our process of writing this, is a lot slower] (true, true) (8th grade sucks)

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